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dotintheskyIt's Kevin's birthday tomorrow and he is turning 30! I'm taking the day off so we can hang out, go to the movies (he wants to see Charlie and the Neverland Factory), eat, drink and be merry. At night, probably a chocolate cake with his favourite fruit (strawberries.) We had originally planned on going to Hampton Court (year in, year out, this plan ultimately fails) but, because we are doing a daytrip to Dover on the weekend, decided to save our money and stay in London instead.
I wanted to get him an iPod but I couldn't afford it, so I got him a book (The Rough Guide to Cult Fiction) and I'm paying for his activities tomorrow (and perhaps throwing a CD into the mix.) I wish I had planned this earlier, saved some money, because I know how happy he would have been to get an iPod -- I have this image in my head of boxes within boxes, stuffed with newspapers, giftwrapped, and the tiny iPod in its centre. Still, I'm thinking that there's always Christmas, isn't there? Turning 30 is not the end of the world.
This morning, before I left for work, I hugged him and said "enjoy the last day of your 20s." He started laughing/crying like a baby and shaking me, which just made me realize how evil I can be sometimes. I have the knack of saying the most awful things (it's the Scorpio Ascendant in me); it's my sense of humour running away with the baby's bathwater; it's the challenge I leave at people's doorsteps and which is rarely taken in. Sometimes, I'm the most misunderstood wannabe genius in the world.
Finally, I have this strange feeling that if I applied for Big Brother next year, I'd get in!
I wanted to get him an iPod but I couldn't afford it, so I got him a book (The Rough Guide to Cult Fiction) and I'm paying for his activities tomorrow (and perhaps throwing a CD into the mix.) I wish I had planned this earlier, saved some money, because I know how happy he would have been to get an iPod -- I have this image in my head of boxes within boxes, stuffed with newspapers, giftwrapped, and the tiny iPod in its centre. Still, I'm thinking that there's always Christmas, isn't there? Turning 30 is not the end of the world.
This morning, before I left for work, I hugged him and said "enjoy the last day of your 20s." He started laughing/crying like a baby and shaking me, which just made me realize how evil I can be sometimes. I have the knack of saying the most awful things (it's the Scorpio Ascendant in me); it's my sense of humour running away with the baby's bathwater; it's the challenge I leave at people's doorsteps and which is rarely taken in. Sometimes, I'm the most misunderstood wannabe genius in the world.
Finally, I have this strange feeling that if I applied for Big Brother next year, I'd get in!
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on 2005-08-05 01:04 pm (UTC)How are you doing today?
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on 2005-08-05 01:34 pm (UTC)How 'bout yourself?
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on 2005-08-05 04:51 pm (UTC)actually, I like mixing fruit with yogurt and cottage cheese, then putting grape nuts (do you have that cereal?) on top and mixing it all together. yummmmmm...
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