It's My Party and I'll Blah if I want to :P

OK – heard a song on the radio on the way home today that just tickled my fancy and fits in perfectly with today – I'll put the lyrics down below and see if you can guess (hint check out the title and the refrain and my longing to find someone who sings this to me :P – and yes it is a very egotistical reason, but then hey, tonight is all about me.

Yup – I am celebrating my birthday and yes, tomorrow and the next day and Monday on my actual birthday I will go back to not liking birthdays because they mark another year alone and getting older alone and all that depressing shit.

But for tonight – I am partying and enjoying myself.

I splurged and started on the way home getting Boston Market – Sirloin broccoli and sweet potatoes, yum and ok not a total splurge but that is because I am saving calories for later tonight – hehe –

but home I came and was good and exercised and colored (still working on my stain glass designs – going to put them up on this one glass door I have).

Then later tonight it is Ugly Betty (and damn if those episodes won't be even funnier buzzed) hehe and yes fruity drinks – tonight it is Julie's Orange what the bleep is in there – what is in there is Citrus Vodka, Cointreau (an orange liquor) Orange mandarin seltzer, cranberry juice and maybe a random surprise :P

And maybe if I am real lucky some writing or posting or something (ok wishing for the other kinda lucky on my b-day but maybes next year, who knows, I'll keep wishing)

Alright off to do some responsible stuff before the partying.

And then tomorrow it is a long walk on the Atlantic City boardwalk (time pending how head feels from tonight lol) to get back into doing walking and exercising and to watch the pre-hysteria – Hannah Montana concert is tomorrow on the Atlantic City Boardwalk hall (if I sleep in too late I go walk on ocean city boardwalk and see same ocean, but less hysterical teenyboppers and frazzled parents lmao)

lyrics

Hey Julie By Fountains of Wayne

Working all day for a mean little man
With a clip-on tie and a rub-on tan
He's got me running 'round the office like a dog around a track
But when I get home,
You're always there to rub my back

Hey Julie,
Look what they're doing to me
Trying to trip me up
Trying to wear me down
Julie, I swear, it's so hard to bear it
And I'd never make it through without you around

Hours on the phone making pointless calls
I got a desk full of papers that means nothing at all
Sometimes I catch myself staring into space
Counting down the hours 'til I get to see your face

Hey Julie,
Look what they're doing to me
Trying to trip me up
Trying to wear me down
Julie, I swear, it's so hard to bear it
And I'd never make it through with out you around
No, I'd never make it through with out you around

[Bridge]
How did it come to be
That you and I must be
Far away from each other every day?
Why must I spend my time
Filling up my mind
With facts and figures that never add up anyway?
They never add up anyway

Working all day for a mean little guy
With a bad toupee and a soup-stained tie
He's got me running 'round the office
Like a gerbil on a wheel
He can tell me what to do
But he can't tell me what to feel

Hey Julie,
Look what they're doing to me
Trying to trip me up
Trying to wear me down
Julie, I swear, it's so hard to bear it
And I'd never make it through with out you around
No, I'd never make it through without you around
No, I'd never make it through with out you around