happy birthday ozzy you bitch!

i could've been sleeping to the sounds of the beach by now.

but no. i cancel what could've been a really interesting couple of days and go to 90 proof (the best place for us to be alcoholics that we are) and sit and drink more than i should have.

for you!

cause i will do a lot of things -except engage in a threesome or hit on a girl or dance naked or jump of a cliff or go bungee jumping, get the drift?-for you and this weird-ass long term no reason for being friendship that we have.

and thanks for screaming at me to get laid in front of people i barely know. i will return the favor. =)

for now i just want to say, though i said it before on the actual date of your birthday, happy birthday my dearest of dears. you have been, by far, the best thing in the market for keeping me sane. i wish you nothing but the best, i wish you lots and lots of hot chicks, i wish that you will have a lot more gigs to come na i can finally watch now that i am semi-liberated from the convent i was in before.

our friendship has lived past the disasters of my life-that you have many times criticized, made fun of, ridiculed- from the old guy to the mistake to the crapper and his psycho bitch and the longest dead end ever. and it will live through more.

love ya dear. really do.

cheers!