tonight is the night when dunja is smashed and decides to leave comments on the pages of some of her friends. i'm not going to talk about myself in the third person anymore.
as i was scrolling down your page to get to this comment box, i passed your ID. try looking at it when you're drunk (stoned maybe?) and i'm sure you'll have an entirely different perspective to it. it's different to some of your old ones but so much more YOU.
i'm almost tempted to go make the cookies for you now. but i'm afraid i may burn myself with something hot. i am sorry in advance if they aren't as good as the ones before. seeing as the last ones were so good because i unintentionally made a mistake in cooking them, i'm not sure i can replicate a mistake sufficiently well. but i will try. or maybe i won't, would trying only set me up for disaster? i may have to test a few, just to make sure
tomorrow night will be fun, i hope i do not still feel sick from my present state. i will drink though, if for no other reason than its your three-way-joint party. not drinking at a person's birthday is bad enough, but not drinking at the birthday party of three people is a disgrace.
i will see you then mathyou!