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Another year over...
Sep. 10th, 2013 11:33 pm...a new one just begun.
All things considered, this wasn't the best birthday I've ever had, but it wasn't the worst, either. (I'm going for that power of positive thinking thing.)
Got a beautiful start to the day with a gift card for a metric ass-ton ofcrack Kindle books from my BFF, though. And that means everything.
It was made fabulous late in the day with the US Men's National Team clinching a berth for the World Cup...and made even moreso when the players came back out of the locker room after the Panama/Honduras match concluded and celebrating with the hundred-odd fans that hung around Columbus stadium.
I still don't know what I'm going to get myself for a present - maybe some new tops for work. Party party party, I know.
I'm coming to accept that I've lost a few people I used to call friends. I don't know why, I wish I did, but for whatever reason, I've drifted out of their lives. It's not the suckiest feeling ever, but it's not a bowl of Coffee Heath Bar Crunch, either.
I've got a few little projects kicking around my head - one of which entirely insane - and I've decided to try and start cross stitching in the evenings again now that the fall shows are starting up again. Beats the alternative anyway.
And that, as they say, is that.
Peas out and carrots, too.
All things considered, this wasn't the best birthday I've ever had, but it wasn't the worst, either. (I'm going for that power of positive thinking thing.)
Got a beautiful start to the day with a gift card for a metric ass-ton of
It was made fabulous late in the day with the US Men's National Team clinching a berth for the World Cup...and made even moreso when the players came back out of the locker room after the Panama/Honduras match concluded and celebrating with the hundred-odd fans that hung around Columbus stadium.
I still don't know what I'm going to get myself for a present - maybe some new tops for work. Party party party, I know.
I'm coming to accept that I've lost a few people I used to call friends. I don't know why, I wish I did, but for whatever reason, I've drifted out of their lives. It's not the suckiest feeling ever, but it's not a bowl of Coffee Heath Bar Crunch, either.
I've got a few little projects kicking around my head - one of which entirely insane - and I've decided to try and start cross stitching in the evenings again now that the fall shows are starting up again. Beats the alternative anyway.
And that, as they say, is that.
Peas out and carrots, too.
