It's getting ever closer, minions...the Actual Day of The Birth of G fast approaches. Meanwhile I think i'm getting a cold. I'm telling myself that it's allergies and I am refusing to be sick. We'll see how that works out.
Riddle me this minions: why did your very own G start crying on the phone with Mama G last night when she said I was too young to get married. Yes, I want to have the husband and 2.5 baby G's and yes, I'm turning 29 and there aren't even any dates on the horizon and yes we are closing in on the re-virginization of G but none of this explains the crying.
I am not a crier. A bitcher, yes. A crier, no.
In other news I'll be going to Krush tonight (after my 11 hour workday)with the BPM to exchange gifts and enjoy some birthday revelry. If you haven't checked out the restaurant link yet, please do. How can I rub it in if you don't know what you're missing?
Speaking of crushes... multiple Celebrity Lovers of G are in one (apparently crappy) movie - Street Kings. Will the crappiness keep me away from the movie theatres? Let us ponder: Common and Hugh Laurie in the same movie. Nah. They could be reading the phone book and I'd show up. You do realize this movie was released during birthday month, right? Even Hollywood is Gifting The G!
Speaking of gifting...I leave on a jet plane at 7am Wednesday, so I will be posting my list of appropriate gifts for G tomorrow. Watch for it.
PS. Guess who played pool with a felon this weekend? That's right, I'm hardcore!