It's Dave's 21st birthday today and things are heating up and getting crazy. The day started off pretty sedately heading to Grandma and Grandpa's where we ate cake and pizza- Dave had already had his first legal drink last night sometime after he got back from watching our Uncle Dennis drag race at the fair grounds (the lucky kid got to ride with him when he was racing!). A bunch of people joined us over at the grandparents', like Dave's friend Ryan aka the Other Brother (I call him that because he's over here so much he might as well live here), Ryan's mom and aunt, and Jay. After all the present opening and eating, I headed off with Jay to his place to watch I Know What You Did Last Summer, which I'd borrowed from the library. I hung out there for a few hours and then Jay dropped me off so he could get some sleep before his third-shift job. I could feel the "crazy" vibes as soon as I entered the house, and knew that things would be silly and wacky. I pulled out my iPod dock, plugged in my Nano and hit "shuffle" then started dancing. Before I knew it, I'd put on sunglasses, a tiara on my head, and the silk scarf from my eighth-grade graduation dress and was dancing around the room, not having touched a drop of liquor in hours. I'd taken off the weird stuff by the time I found Dave who was so drunk he was staggering (he'd had 10 shots of Jager Bombs) and I told him what I'd been wearing and doing and he said, "You're awesome- and I'm not just saying that 'cause I'm drunk." I said, "It's a special talent- Aspie weirdness!" It's true- I just come up with wacky ideas without even trying. I know that half the people who will read this won't believe I wasn't smashed, but if you know me you'll know that I don't need any chemical aid to be totally zany and off-the-wall. For a moment I was even contemplating adding my gold-plated rose held between my teeth to the ensemble, but then worried about scratching the gilding or something so I nixed it. Dave's probably back downstairs playing Quarters with Tim; all I know is I hear loud music coming up through the vent. It's weird how different Dave and I's 21st birthdays were/have been. Mine was very sedate with one outing to Grizzly's where I had one shot and a Sex on the Beach and one Raspberry Smirnoff Twisted earlier in the afternoon and Dave's going whole hog. I wonder how late he'll be up tonight? I guess he didn't crash until like 5 this morning- I'll probably wind up catching the energy buzz secondhand and staying up late as well. It's not as if loud music keeps me up, but sometimes I get this weird second wind around 11 or so at night and am too hyper to sleep. It's a good thing I have the next four days off; a lot of the residents at work are at Badger Camp so on-campus staff have been reduced. So it's okay if I don't crash until 3 or so and can sleep in. I guess Eris rules the day (the goddess of chaos and discord; I forget from what culture), so here's to whatever may come!