Wednesday, February 21, 2007

28 going on 12

So technically, I'm 28. At least according to my mom and dad. Oh, and the hospital... and that birth certificate thingy. But sometimes... I think... I must still be 12.

See pic below:


But the crazy part is that, yes I still have to write on my hands to remind myself to do shit... but it's not bad because I'm not writing stuff like "I heart so-and-so" or "So-and-so sucks!". I'm writing reminders to do adult activities (er, not "adult" activities, i.e. "hook up with so-and-so" or "give BJ to so-and-so" but rather) like in this case, to go to Hallmark in order to buy a bereavement card for a colleague. Crazy!

Oh well. Still needs to be done (writing on my hand), because otherwise, seriously, I'd forget to go. It's also really sad because I have a $300 cell phone that could probably take care of shit like this (you know, send me reminders and stuff), but that like takes time to set up on my PDA and writing it on my hand takes like 5 seconds. So clearly, you can guess which option I'm going to go with. Who cares if it makes me look like a pre-teen!?!


Yeah!


Who cares!


Suck it!

4 comments:

Sassy said...

Holy SHIT (I'll break one of my lenten promises for this! Sorry baby Jesus)!!!!!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!

I had no idea cuz I suck..and I talked to you earlier today!
Hope it's a good one!

Thatgirl7278 said...

It was SO not my birthday Sass! But you're so sweet for wishing me Happy Birthday regardless. Trust me, if it was my birthday - my post title would have been "HEY! It's my birthday! Damnit!"

The post title was merely a reference to my lack of maturity (at times, ahem).

But I heart you for the Hallmark e-card you sent, either way! :)

g-man said...

Course that would have been a funny picture "Blow so-in-so at noon" instead of the Hallmark reference. I bought myself a note pad to write stuff down, I've never been much of a hand writer. Now I forgot where I put the note pad. :/

My PDA is only good if I remember to put stuff in my calendar.

Sassy said...

I'm a turd...but I'm glad you liked the card.

I understand the immaturity. That's my middle name.