I’ve got about a million sad, angsty Alanis Morissette circa Jagged Little Pill-y things I could probably write about explaining the lack of updates on this blog but ya know what? Let’s just skip that. May was my birthday month (it was last Thursday, if you were wondering) and my friends threw me a fake Bushwick slash Williamsburg BK loft surprise party!!! Celebrating your birthday when you have a bad case of the boo-hoos is pretty challenging and I wasn’t interested in doing anything else but watch a bunch of 80s movies in my bed with my sassy cat. However, I felt guilty flaking out on the vague plans I made with Tin and Charles so I put on my big girl panties and headed to Cubao X where they greeted me with cake and stuff. They even made sure You! Me! Dancing! was playing when I walked up the stairs! Ya know, the song that put me in the hospital because I fell off a chair while dancing to it at Tin’s birthday party last year. I wasn’t even wearing heels!