I turned twenty-eight today. Two different people sent me the exact same hallmark e-card. The 'Birthday Yodel' one. Weird, eh?
At two o'clock I'm eating some chocolate cake.
-gEEK
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About Me
- EEK
- For some reason I always make this face when I'm drunk. It looks like the sort of expression someone would wear right before they mugged you or possibly peed themselves.
Currently Reading
The Satanic Verses by Salman Rushdie
and
Team of Rivals: The Political Genius of Abraham Lincoln by Doris Kearns Goodwin
Currently Viewing
A Streetcar Named Desire
6 comments:
A yodel-free happy birthday from me.
Happy 28th! In my opinion, it's all uphill after 25.
Happy b-day. Hope you enjoyed your cake.
Happy Birthday! (Just a few days late, I'm about two weeks behind in my blog reading, but I'm catching up.) Hope it was a good one!
Did I say it's all "uphill" after 25? That's not what I meant really. I meant better. Which I guess might mean "downhill" in terms of ease and comfort, but "downhill" makes me think of picking up speed into the abyss. So I guess I'll just say it's better after 25. I'll be 29 in November and just look at me, I'm a f**king ball of easygoingness, coming back here five days later to correct a possibly misused term.
For some reason, I initially interpreted the 'uphill' comment as a positive thing, which could mean either that I enjoy challenges or am experiencing an early onset of senility. Either way, so far twenty-eight seems like a terrific age to be. The twenty-seven year-olds are totally missing out.
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