July 10, 2005
4:34 p.m.

So, I finally had my 21st birthday drink...yesterday. I really suck at turning 21 :)

I went to a movie with Dr. C, Dianna, and Ellyn and we went out to eat afterwards. They insisted I had a drink, so I found myself with a huge watermellon margarita placed in front of me. Yummy, tasted like a jolly rancher. I only drank half of it though, and made Dr. C drink the rest. What can I say, I am a lightweight. The best part was watching the waitor look at me like I was crazy. He stared at my I.D. for a good five minutes. Heh, I look like I am twelve. It was fun though.

In other news, I have officially secured my spot in dorkdom. I am the proud owner of a bowling ball, bag, and shoes. My dad wants to start bowling a few times a month and insisted that I bowl in style, so, yeah. I ended up with a twelve pound ball, which everyone around was quite impressed with, considering I only weigh a hundred pounds. I bowled three games and I am not a bit sore. That's what lifting fifty pound dogs will do for ya.

When I quit work at the end of the month I am going to have to joing a gym to keep my muscles. I have grown a bit attatched to them. The only problem is I absolutely despise working out, must keep my motivation up.

Number of times scratched: None
Reading: "Son of Avonar (I know I spelled that wrong, but I am too lazy to look it up)" Carol Berg
Listening to: "St. Anger" Metallica

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