And, speaking of birthdays, mine just started. This year I have to work, but I did take a three-day weekend beforehand. And what did I do to celebrate?
I got my oil changed and a headlight replaced.
I got my driver's license renewed. (Thank God Charlie had my birth certificate.)
I closed a checking account that was nothing but a pain in the (overdraft) ass.
I got my taxes done.
Yes, finding time for real life is hard to do sometimes. And real life is so full of mundane shit. But at least I managed to get some of that dull stuff done. (Now if only I could get through tomorrow without having to suffer through anyone singing--shudder--'Happy Birthday'!)
But best of all, delorita wrote me a Prestige story as a b-day present. Fantastic! (And hot.)