How exactly does one drink Bacardi on a birthday anyway?
So we all know what today is, don't we? That's right, it's my birthday. 28 years and 9 months minus 2 weeks ago today, I snuck in behind the bouncer and crashed the party that is life. Mama Toyoda and Papa Toyoda had no idea what kind of demon they had spawned and unleashed to the world.
Wait, I'm 28? Already? What the fuck have I been doing with my life? I'm getting too old for this shit.
Anyhow, I will most likely be drinking away my sorrows tonight in the patio at Good World, down on the dumpy end of Orchard St. Come and say hi if you're in the area.