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I'm legal, bitches.
03.13.05 (7:33 pm)   [edit]
Yup. I'm 21 now. That defining moment that I've been waiting for since I found out that alchohol is fun... that time in my life when I hit that last big thing, where there's nothing more to look forward to other than my insurance rate going down when I hit 25 (even though it goes down every year because I'm such an excellent driver, go figure... I'd put a gender bashing joke in, but I feel as though somebody will get offended, and hunt me down to give me a swift kick in the face).

I must say, this birthday was the best ever... I can't express how much I appreciated everything that all of my friends did for me, so if you're reading this, thank you thank you thank you! Let me tell you, I have never felt so loved in my entire life. Rest assured, there will be many beers in your future, served with a slice of love.

Yea. So, I've got a favorite bar. Too bad it's just out of winter walking distance. But they serve PBR in a bottle. Did you know that PBR came in a bottle? It's crazy! At $2 a pop, you really can't beat it. I think I had 2 or 3 of those (the jury is still out on that), 3 double shots of "Surfers on Acid," and a 16oz Newcastle on my birthday at this place. I ended up booting 3 times in all, unexpectedly. That wasn't fun. My goal was not to boot. I'm very upset with my stomach-it's such a pussy.

Yup. So, for pictures of the big night, go here.
 
out.
03.06.05 (10:15 pm)   [edit]
Oh, I'm done.

It's incredible. I'm sitting here right now, and I have nothing that needs to be done. Nothing of more importance than writing in this blog, of course.

This weekend was crazy. Beers, all weekend. We got this mini-fridge from some guy on Friday. It was placed in the living room. Tee hee. We shotgunned a lot of beers. I even shotgunned one... I made it atleast halfway to 3/4 of the way through before the intense Natty Ice flavor got the better of me.

Tonight, Mommy and Daddy took me out for a "You finished the term/Your birthday is this Friday" dinner. Then we came home and the bottle of champagne that they purchased for me was unveiled. Now I'm just waiting for an occasion to pop it. I don't think I should drink it on my birthday. After all, I doubt champagne will mix well with beer.
 
So close.
03.01.05 (8:18 pm)   [edit]
Almost there ... so close... 1pm Thursday, and I'm out.

You'd better believe that a lot of celebratory drinking will be in order. Perhaps for the rest of the weekend.

I'll be working all next week, instead of flying out to Vegas like I had orginally planned for my spring break. I'm so poor that not only can I not afford to go to Vegas, but I can't afford to miss out on making money next week or I won't be able to eat for the next 2 months.

Atleast I get to drive to Logan airport 4 times in the next 2 weeks to drop off/pick up people that are going to Florida. If that's not a kick in the proverbial balls, I don't know what is.

Good news: The guy from that steel company emailed me back. We're looking at a potential real job here. Smile kids, your little Sara might be breaking into the real world soon. 8)