last weekend i helped celebrate three birthdays in a row, which was a little exhausting: dave friday night, baxter saturday night, carter sunday night. carter’s was definitely best, with a small barbeque at the ash boys’ house and karaoke at grandma’s. i fell in serious crush with a boy who i always thought was pretty but didn’t really feel anything for until i saw him sing karaoke. damn.

this week has been long, especially since the car accident monday night (thankfully not in my car). my back has been all fucked up. ouch.

right now i’m so glad the week is over and i’m looking forward to the weekend – seeing crush-boy’s band tonight, buffet with jason tomorrow, sage’s birthday bbq tomorrow night – but only if i can find comfy, supportive chairs at all of my planned destinations.

i think one of the best things i’ve seen lately was a group of my friends, all clad in denim and looking hip, fresh and young, running down the street after an ice cream truck that drove by during carter’s birthday bbq. afterwards, standing across the street in an accidental perfect semi-circle, they laughed, ate ice cream, and looked like a levi’s commercial.