biGG ups to ma homey

this a a shoutout to my boo Janey on her 27th birthday. hitting up the mid-to-late 20's bracket and she still looks fantastic, not to mention, wrinkle and cellulite free! if you have had the good fortune of crossing paths with the Ghetto Bard herself, consider yourself lucky because she is one super neat woman. on the flip side, consider yourself unlucky because you usually walk away from conversations with J wondering to yourself "hmm, why didn't i think about that?" or "hot dog, she's fucking brilliant!" which sucks for your self-esteem. then, you kind of end up resenting her because you realize her intention wasn't to make you feel stupid and in fact, she still wants to be your friend for some odd reason. kinda crappy huh? when you can't even hate on her because she's so effin' great. when you try to kick someone out of your life because you think they're just too good to be your friend, but they just keep on coming back, knocking on your door...with peach cobbler in hand. btw, J makes a wicked peach cobbler but she'll only bake you one if you're in her good books. happy barday you scumbag. i hearts you.