Since we are talking Birthdays

Kid Sister and her epic b-day cake, pictured above.

I would like to discuss cakes a little. Not just because I love cake. But because that’s the one thing I always leave up to someone else each year. Someone from Cinespace or Melissa usually goes and buys me one of those cheap cakes from Ralph’s. Then someone writes my name on it. Then I act surprised I even have a cake. people sing blah blah boring. I think cakes aren’t getting the attention they deserve, in the birthday planning experience. Cakes are the new DJ. Djs are the new streamers. I want to be the new Kid Sister. You get the point.

I like this girl!

I really wish I had been invited to this birthday party.

What the hell is the chest hair made of…worms?

MMM cake mix soup

Me and my new top model friend ordered Thai food and watched hours on end of CSI type shows. Then her other top model friends invited her to Max Brenners. I didn’t think I could handle consuming chocolate with a bunch of models. So I poured a bunch of cake mix into a cup, added water, and am eating it with a spoon.