Wednesday, April 11, 2007

I didn't see my name in the obits, so I decided to get out of bed

The number 39 looms larger in my mind every day. And there are only !8! days left.
THIRTY.NINE.
Probably it's because if you do the math correctly and don't cheat, that's only one year away from
FORTY
Forty
Forty
Forty.

See how it echoes?

Somebody just shoot me now.
Well, okay, maybe not exactly now.
You can wait until just after the party.

You are giving me a birthday party, are you not?
I promise, I'll act surprised.


I so often want to take the high road...but I can only manage to climb as far as my high horse.
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