so... im getting to see the w&j after being depraved of my best friends for months now... i know that once i get there im not going to want to leave... or not without them at least... but ima play it reeeeeel cool. (but you know that already)

the cutie is kicking some ass at jui-jitsu (or as he calls it... who-hityou)

i had a rocking ass birthday party (cause monday was my birfday) on sunday and it went way better than i could have ever expected. i was so nervous that no one would show up pr that people would show up, stay a bit and leave and i would have no more than 4 guests at a time... which would have been cool too but my friends got to all meet one another and we drank like the fishes and had a blast... but... for a cookout... no one really ate that much (maybe im a bad cook)