It's My Birttthhhhday!

Happy Birthday to me! Yay! The day has finally come where I can legally make bad decisions on a weekly basis. It feels amazing. Tonight we are going out to eat and then to Punk club for dancing and drinking. Great quote from me last night:
Erin-So Punk club is 21 and over club, I hope that I get in (because its really not that strict here they just want to weed out the little babies)
Me-Oh man, I look like I'm 12, not 21! I'm never gonna get in....(long pause) Wait! I'm gonna BE 21!! haha

So let's back up to Thursday. Long day at work, tired, its raining (obviously), I get home and there is a package waiting for me on my bed, which can only represent two of the greatest things in my life: grey uggs and chex mix! Jill, this batch is so on point you don't even understand. Perfect proportions of all ingredients and I definitely showed all my friends the "Party like its your birfday" line, very much enjoyed, and I've already basically finished off bag one, naturally. Also we should talk about the silly polka dotted nightie you got me, which I totally put on after my shower to appease Erin. (She's a big fan of the "after shower dress" concept) And lastly lets talk about the new blankee (Blankee Jr.) I actually took Blankee Jr. into my room last night and formally introduced the two Blankees. Erin: "That really just happened. That reeaaallly just happened." haha well of course it did, Jill understands that you just cant throw a new blankee into the mix without proper introduction. So the point of the story is that Ioved my package and I love Scott and Jill more. Everytime I look at my desktop pic I miss you ragers like crazy.

Did you realize that when I get back we can go grab a drink together? How faaabulous! And I will be very much accustomed to day drinking at that point because thats standard here so you better jack up those tolerances and make sure your drinking pants are ironed and ready to party. Anyways Erin got me a contemporary art book for my B-Day which is a perfect way to gain some knowledge and enjoyment simultaneously. And I also received a card from Ally (my other roommate) and obviously one from Erin that has a cartoon person wasted in a shopping cart with "thats you in your birthday taxi" written underneath it. Fabulous.

One last thought to share with you all: I don't get hungover here. Which is a) dangerous and b) promoting unhealthy habits (aka drinking all the time). Every morning after drinking I am hungover for about 20 minutes, I eat a bagel, and its gone! The beer here is magical I swear. I am really gonna miss that about London. I would also like to add my friend Chad just gave me a birthday card with a cat on it with its paw up in the air and this underneath "Never be too proud to admit you know all the dance moves to the YMCA" Classic. Card signed "Can't wait to carry your ass home again tonight, Chad." hahaha, love my life. But love all of you more! Hopefully this blog posting has satisfied Jessica Lynn Froshaug Larbes's traveling beret cravings!