Another year come and gone. I'm not sure what to say about today, exactly. It's quiet, that's for sure. I'm used to quiet, and I actually like it ( Read more... )

I'm touched. You remembered my birthday, actually remembered it. I suppose I'll have to have a beer or two with you, after all, then.

And yes, the headless gingerbread man. Cute. Adorable. Remind me to thank you properly in person.

I'll see you for the new year, Methos Adam.

- Duncan

Tomorrow's my birthday. Normally, I'd stay at home, have some wine. Listen to some music.

This year, I'm too pissed off at whoever's pretending to be Wes Janson, claiming that my kinsman is alive.

Sorry I couldn't make it to your party, but I've been trying to think up a good gift to give you. I'm at a loss. I put in some more money in your bank account that I opened for you, and I did manage to find this for you:


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Duncan wanted to stay at home today, but he had too many people either calling or visiting all the time now. Yeah, he was pretty sure that someone would call up and say "Happy Birthday", or if he waited long enough for Athos to get rid of his hangover, then he'd mention it ( Read more... )

Thanks a lot, Athos, for the beheaded gingerbread man. I can't wait until the 21st to see what you'll get me for my birthday.