|Lara Croft (yestheyrereal) wrote in undertherainbow,|
@ 2008-04-02 11:48:00
Peter, I'm going to be passed out all day tomorrow. Do try not to miss me too much. I'll see you in the afternoon if you're around when I decide to drag my arse out of bed.
Mia, if you're up for some dinner tomorrow night, I'd enjoy it. For some reason, my birthday this year is depressing me and I'd love the company.
I hate birthdays.