Last year Zim's birthday involved all of the following:
Napkins on head at nice restaurant, Slow Slow Quick dance classes, Sia crabcaking in the planter, Zim stepping on a syringe and meeting Pete Dude, who is not a shoesalesman as she believed, stealing a bottle of cologne, Taylor almost beating bitches down at Matt's house, and a matchmaking cab driver.
Cheers to an even better time tomorrow night and happy birthday, Zim. May the Doom Finger await you.

























Guess who's back in the mo' fo' house?? L.A. was superb and I had wonderful time. Here are the celebs I came across--don't get too excited:







