Well, I don't think I'm going to be drinking. Alcohol + Jessie rarely equals a fun/good/nice/pleasant/enjoyable situation for anyone, including myself. Mom's getting me a Dairy Queen cake and it's Andrew Lloyd Webber night on Idol, so we're set for some real fun. I'm a real party animal.
I don't know why the 2-5 is such a big deal. Maybe because I'm convinced that I won't make it much past 40? Maybe because I'm still living with mom? Maybe because I can't check the "18-24" box when I send in the warrenty shit for my camera? I don't know, but I certainly don't like it.
But you being 27 does make me feel a little better. =P