“Ah, My Birthday…”
"… Normally I’d put on a festive hat and celebrate the fact that the Earth has circled the sun one more time; I really didn’t think it was going to make it this year, but darn it if it wasn’t the little planet that could all over again." – House
Well, having reviewed my "birthday" entry from last year, I’ve got say that there’s some improvement. For one, I’m not at that hideous job anymore. The fact that unemployment (and the poverty that goes with it) is preferable to the state I was in at this time last year says an awful lot about how much my last birthday sucked.
Speaking of "sucked," who thinks that Kelly Clarkson song is a waste of the English language? I mean, have we reached the level that that exalted form of expression known collectively as "music" is resorting to statements as tedious as "My life would suck without you?" Seriously? Could someone please give that girl a metaphor? A simile, perhaps? Hell, I’d settle for a thesaurus.
Anyway, back to the business at hand… the lovely ride through space on the big blue and green marble we call Earth. I suppose it can rightly be called a year of upheaval. I quit my (horrifying) job and got married. Those are two of the big ones, after all. Birth, Death, and Moving are the other three. I’m hoping to accomplish two more of them in the next few years, always bearing in mind of course that the other will come when it will.
Now that I’m almost exactly 9 hours into my 27th year on this planet (meaning I’m 26 for those who forget that birthdays mark a year that’s already passed), I have to admit that although every year I say I don’t feel any different from the year before, somewhere along the line I have changed. Twenty-six certainly doesn’t feel the same way that twenty-one did. I’d say I’m more confident. I’ve gotten better at faking it, anyway. Maybe I’m just more comfortable in my own skin. Whatever it is, I’m not complaining. A better knowledge of myself certainly can’t be a bad thing.
I’m still waiting on my new job. I’ve gotten past the frustration of waiting so long… probably because it’s getting close now, but maybe also because I like the freedom of my days, even if they do get boring.
And of course, my birthday was just another Thursday. People called and left notes on Facebook or sent text messages. I got up early and enjoyed a quiet morning. Opened presents once Alan was up. He got me the new "X-Files" movie on DVD (yay!) and Tamora Pierce’s latest book Melting Stones. It’s a Circle of Magic book rather than Tortall, but I won’t hold that against her. LOL… The new Beka Cooper book should be coming out in the spring anyway. (You may ask how buying the book when it comes out will jive with our year of buying only the necessities… Tamora Pierce books ARE necessities. I own them all.) After presents we went for a drive through some of the neighborhoods of West Haven that we usually skip over. We went to the library and got a couple DVD’s. Stopped at the gas station and bought a PowerBall ticket. LOL… We don’t usually play the lotto, but I think we might win. I mean, I drive by that house on Platt Avenue and fall in love with it. Then it just happens to show up miraculously on the William Raveis website… Fate, right? Now Fate just needs to hand me a few hundred thousand dollars. I’m not asking for the jackpot. If I match the 5 white numbers I could still win $1 million with the Power Play… that’d be fine! LOL!
Anyway, my mom is coming down on Saturday. We’re going out to lunch, then to Barnes & Noble (she doesn’t have one up there), and to the Edge to sign me up for a membership. So yay! Then we’re going up to Waterbury for dinner at Lisa’s house. Slightly less yay… Then again, she has been mysteriously nice to me lately. I’m sure she’ll get over it soon. Then on Sunday I’m going down to Norwalk to go to church with my mom. Haven’t done that in a while, and I suppose Lent is a good time to go.
::sigh:: Thus my reflections end for now. Another year gone away, and you’ve got to admit it’s getting better… a little better all the time. ^_^
~Liz
Better and better day by day, week by week! 🙂 Year by year!
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All due respect, “Tamora Pierce books ARE necessities” is pretty weasely loophole. I only say so because I’m in a self-imposed book buying moratorium and have forced myself to not buy even those that I *must* have. Naturally, Neil Gaiman heard about it, and published The Graveyard Book, so I failed, but I did make it all of last semester… Oh well, what can you do? Happy birthday. ~Kevin
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ha! good on you! it wont be long till i get my second cat, i swear.
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Good luck in the lotto! I need to buy some more scratch tickets, lol. But happy birthday 🙂 *huge hugs and throws confetti and does a lil dance* ^_^ ~*Stephanie*~
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Happy birthday darling!!! 🙂 *HUGE HUGE HUGE HUGE HUGS*
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It certainly does get better all the time. *hugs you* Happy belated birthday!
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