well those closest to me made my birthday a well celebrated event despite my years of trying to prove them to do otherwise. my sister showered me with clowns while my father got me something that is beyond words, but the next time i see you at mayfair i can show you what it is i'm talking about. and tomorrow i'm getting together with my sister and mother for a early lunch get-together in celebration of my 25th year of being a slave to breathing. later in the day there is more formal celebration going on at my grandmothers house, which i've dragged krystal into. i figure we've been together for long enough where i can make her come to stuff that sounds otherwise filled with step-grandparent rants about politics that one only sees half the side of the story to. its kind of like when she asks me to go to her parents house (without the fun). nonetheless it will be krystal, my father, grandmother, and step-grandfather. having steak, while the others have chicken (can't have steak or something) work trill/deal/queen