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Hey! I'm old, WHEE!!

I have some pretty amazing friends, I must say. My old boss from my improv comedy clubs day made a video of him lip-synching "Happy Birthday" to some crazy-ass song, I've had lovely messages sent, the ever delightful flaming_muse wrote me a STORY and it is SO SO SWEET and I LOVE IT, and I will share it with you: Forever.

(And now I'm a sobbing mess because the door just rang and she sent me TULIPS because she remembered that they are my favorite, and HOW DID I EARN SUCH GREAT FRIENDS?) I love you guys. <3

And I am not going to lift one damn finger today to do anything! Well, I'll brush my hair and stuff, but no dishes or laundry or anything else. GO ME! I'm going to play Skyrim and eat fruit, no: cheese, and I'm going to drink some wine tonight and I made an apple pie for Emily's birthday yesterday, and I'm going to have some of that, too and I'm going to have it with ice cream. (make sure you say that all like Judge Smalls' grandson. And if you get that, then you are my special love for the day.)


I had plans to write up a navel-gazing post about what all I've accomplished in 40 years, but my air conditioning died and I've had workmen all morning long. FUN! (One of them is from Jordan and we talked about his beautiful children and coming from large families, and he was DELIGHTFUL. And then he showed me the estimate for replacing the system and he stopped being my friend. Lol.)

I still want to do that, because I've been down in the dumps for several days now, and it's good for me to remember that while I've had a tough row to hoe (despite how I present myself) there are a lot of great things that have happened over the (many many) years that I've kicked around on this pebble.

But for now: I GO EAT THAI NOODLES. Like a boss.


Aug. 8th, 2012 07:56 pm (UTC)
DON'T BE DOWN IN THE DUMPS! You're now so old you'll have difficulties getting back up again.

One of the children should be brought down to brush your hair while the other gently pours wine down your throat. Was there any other reason for having kids, besides failed birth control? (Remember to put that in their next birthday card: You truly are my miracle child, because I used about 10 types of contraceptives trying to stop you from getting here'. Awwwwww!

You are awesome, you should always remember that. Become really conceited and horrible to be around. You are loved. Like a boss. I think that involves desk and filing cabinet humping.

Aug. 8th, 2012 08:14 pm (UTC)
Oooh, good point. I need to start thinking about my hips.

And the third can massage my throat so I don't have to even bother swallowing! EXCELLENT. (Other potential cards: "You've gone from being my worst mistake in human form to being semi-tolerable. Happy birthday!)

I AM STOMPING AROUND AS I TYPE. Which is irritating, because I have to hold my laptop with one hand and this took roughly fourteen hours to type with one finger. I hope you're proud of yourself.

(AND YOU ARE WONDERFUL FOR DONATING TO HDJM!!!!! Seriously, D, you are such a great friend. I'm so happy you're mine. THAT IS WHY YOU HAVE NO OTHER FRIENDS. I told them what's what. While holding another "friend's" decapitated head. Too much? I care, okay?)
Aug. 8th, 2012 08:39 pm (UTC)
YOURS! Sorry, fanfic twitch.

Actually I'm a terrible, terrible friend who had good intentions of sending something, but forgot to factor in that time needs to be allowed for posting items. Also one of the things I wanted to send you (which I'm still going to) is uplifting, but also kind of sadly uplifting, not really appropriate for a birthday. Basically I was going to make you cry on your birthday because I'm a complete arsehole.

THIS IS YOUR BIRTHDAY, HAPPY, HAPPY BIRTHDAY! Tell the kids their rank from favourite to unloved will shift around depending on the value of their presents. YAY!


Are You Actually

Reading this? I'm just curious. Because that's really detail-oriented of you. Feel free to stop reading. But you can see that there's more here, so are you going to keep reading? Really? That's pretty dedicated. I'm impressed. No, really. I'm not being sarcastic, why do you get like that? See, this is the problem I have with your mother - yes. YES. I'm going there. It's time we put all of our cards on the table.

I love you, why are you doing this? After all we've been through? You don't have to be like this. You know, still reading. You could be baking a pie. And then sharing it with me.

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