three drinks from the dragon and i'm still standing, err, typing.

dear world and birthday.

i was the most dressed up.

but i wasn't the drunkest.

because a) i'm still posting and b) i didn't disappear to anywhere while there were still people over.

thank you to everyone who showed up tonight and made my world an even lovelier place to turn twenty-seven in.

i'm not old yet, and i know it. i'm just beginning to find the path. and that's a gorgeous realization.

i love you all. who were there, who are here. everyone that touches my world.

maybe tomorrow there'll be pictures.

aren't you amazed at my ability to check my typos?

purple sparkly tights aren't worth the aftermath

up, moving, about to go in search of hashbrowns. unfortunately wasn't up quite early enough to make it over to the rockrockrock.

i fell asleep on the couch after posting last night, and though i think i remember everything, there are bits that move faster than others. any one want to tell me how embarrassing i got?

also, there are pictures up. they're lacking the early end of the evening because i hadn't thought about it yet, and the end because my camera ran out of space. i'm also slightly disappointed that i didn't get a good full length shot of my outfit. but oh well.