I am now 1 x 2 x 3 x 4 years old! I will have to reach 120 to be this awesome again!
I had a very, very, very deeply satisfying birthday yesterday, and am still exhausted from it:
The Haul So Far:
5 x birthday cards
2 x virtual gifts from
llian and
animadri (iluguys)
15 x wishes of "Happy Birthday!"
1 x mango splitter
1 x strawberry slicer
1 x bread machine
3 x barry m eyeshadows
6 x new pens
2 x new notepads
1 x butterflies-and-sparkles brooch
1 x Twilight on DVD (I HAVE NO SHAME, IT'S HILARIOUS AND THE SOFTCORE SEPIA BITE SCENES WERE HOT, CARLISLE IS A TOTAL DILF)
1 x Pride and Prejudice and Zombies (just started reading this morning. AWESOMENESS INCARNATE :D :D :D)
1 x The Graveyard Book (I started reading it last night... and, uh, finished it last night. It was amazing. Neil Gaiman always is <3)
1 x Tombstone on DVD
1 x WRAITH :D :D :D BECAUSE MY SISTER IS AWESOME AND NOW WE CAN MAKE IT AND THE JOHN SHEPPARD DOLL make out FIGHT :D :D :D
1 x box of mint chocolates (mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm)
1 x new set of pyjamas
5 x new pairs of knickers
The day's events:
Woke up, got dressed, had a cup of tea, got my first "Happy birthday!" from the mum, checked my emails, and went to see Jane in town. Had a cup of coffee while waiting for Jane, and also acquired some neon pink and yellow and green eyeshadows.
Bought a bubble bath bar and a big pot of Ultra Bland from Lush because nngk, something that effectively cleans my skin without killing it? Yes plz.
Had lunch at Yo! Sushi which was INSANELY DELICIOUS andandand omgeggnigiriyum.
Went to see Coraline which OMFG WHO WOULD TAKE THEIR CHILD TO SEE THAT. SERIOUSLY. I mean, it was awesome, insanely, insanely awesome, but that was the creepiest thing ever and I can't think of a SINGLE KID between three and six who would watch the opening sequence of a doll being pulled apart, turned inside out, stuffed full of sand, made Slightly Wrong, and sent back out into the world WITHOUT BURSTING INTO TEARS OR SCREAMING OR OTHERWISE BEING SCARRED FOR LIFE. It was, of course, fantastic. And I had a waffle with two scoops of cookie dough icecream and whipped cream on top, because, yo, I exercise my birthday right to put on like five stone in a day.
Then after saying my goodbyes to Jane I came home, opened my presents, went to a pub restaurant for dinner, came back home again, played with the Wraith doll, checked my emails and flist, started reading The Graveyard Book, didn't stop reading until I'd finished, and then went to sleep.
... and I think that's everything :).
Oh, wait, no it isn't.
BECAUSE MY SISTER HAS FINALLY BEEN GIVEN A JOB :D :D :D!!!
Thank God. Because she deserves it and has been fighting so hard to get one and, just, yes. Best birthday present EVER.
... well, except maybe the bread maker. It can also make jam. I kid you not.
Or the Wraith. Because it's a Wraith.
I owe 2973412461876812769831 comments at the moment, especially to COUGH CERTAIN PEOPLE LIKE COUGH IBROKETUESDAY who made my day by replying to, like, every fic I've written this fortnight ever (or, well, close to it), and just, omgwhee.
WHEE.
:) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :)
I love you guys so much it kind of hurts <3. IN A GOOD WAY.
Oh, oh, and P.S., if anyone wants to leave me a
belated present in the form of feedback, it, uh, would be not so subtle hintily appreciated ;). *snuggles*