I'm Old.

Why does eighteen seem so old? Oh right. Because it is. Yikes.

Regardless of my step towards senior citizenship, I have to say that my birthday was absolutely phenomonal, thanks, in large part, to my friends, because, quite honestly, they are a group of very very wonderful people. And I love them.

I haven't really taken advantage of the oppurtunites that one can take advantage OF when they turn 18. I don't smoke, so that's useless, I've never won any money on any scratch ticket I have ever scratched EVER in my life, tattoos and piercings are kind of null due to my pain phobia, and porn just isn't my thing. I do however, really want to order something off of a TV ad, like the Ultimate Chopper, so that I will have the ability to grind cement chips into a powder in the comfort of my own kitchen.

Speaking of appliances, I now am the proud owner of a Smoothie Maker, not to be confused with a blender, because does YOUR blender have a convnient little release spout at its base? If it does, than it's not a blender. It's a Smoothie Maker.

Lizzy gave me sea monkeys. I need to activate them soon. They are still in their little sealed up pouchy thing, all dried up, just waiting to be dumped in water and brought to life. They are amazing creatures, those sea monkeys. I'll be sure to keep you all updated on the progress of my magical pets. I'm going to try to keep them alive SO long that they become the biggest sea monkeys ever and I am forced to keep them in the bathtub.

That's a little disgusting. It's fine.

I'm off to go and vote on something, just because I can.