The party's over, man.
Done the birthday parties for the month. About time too. I was really getting sick of birthday cake! Refusing it this afternoon was easy - it was chocolate. For some reason I can't stomach chocolate cake! We had a whole crap load of people here - let me see if I can count them all ... 22 I think. However, I didn't have to do any work. I got to sit back and watch the whole process. Most of them left after a couple of hours, and then there were 6 of us adults. We played fusion frenzy and poker and drank half a bottle of whiskey. It's been a really really long time since I've gotten drunk on a Sunday evening. Not since I worked at UPS I think. (I loved that job. Shouldn't have quit.) Tomorrow morning I'm driving Kyra to school. That's in 7 hours. I should go to bed. After I try again to peel Clint off the cement basement floor. I tried 20 minutes ago ... he wouldn't budge. Weasel.I finally granted Sarah's request for pink hair. She asked for it about a month ago, and I found some coloured mousse that washes out after a while. Pink. Perhaps I'll try black on my own hair. I've been wanting to do that for a while.

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