Toga Party!

Umm...right.
Happy Nazi Invasion of the USSR Anniversary!
aka
My Birfday!
Yay!
I'm 17 today!
But still as immature as ever, I think.
Immaturity check: OotP, USA ed., p.634 "...a sparkler floated past the tower, still resolutely spelling out the word POO."
Am I giggling?
Yes?
Good.
Still immature.

...and we'd like you to dance...

So people came over to my house, which made me v. happy. Kevin gave me Rumors by Fleetwood Mac (on CD) and Cashon gave me a pewter seahorse keychain. Cashon named it too. James the Loud Canadian Seahorse. Yay!

( a picture of James the seahorse )

I get to go get clothes for the DC trip now! Yay yay yay!

And I <3 Chelsea, Sammi, and, Liz for their "happy birfdays"!