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Aug 12, 2009 00:00




A Very Frenzy Birthday
A busy day, to be sure, but I won't bother telling you about all the details. I worked a ton, but I also managed to find a little time to visit my Turkish "grandfather," help a surprisingly large number of tourists, revel in things I love, and be on the receiving end of a classroom surprise party.

Many, many thanks to the people who sent me happy birthday wishes. I'm going to deliberately not get all sappy and sentimental here and I'm going to share with you three things that make me happy, on my birthday or on just any ol' Tuesday.

I'm sorry,
I'm so sorry,
that I missed the point
of this pageantry
But I'm grateful
that you



Yes. This is a still-life with flowers. But they're not just any flowers. They're my all-time favorite flowers in the cutest-ever owl vase. Most definitely flowers of consequence.



I threw a fit for someone to give me this tiny horse for my birthday. I was offered a pony and/or a stuffed toy. A pony? A stuffed toy? I think the adorable brilliance of the real deal renders the crappiness of those substitutes completely obvious. As much as I am satisfied with my birthday, I would still be a lot happier if I were typing this with a tiny horse sleeping at the foot of my bed.
*sigh* Ah, well. Maybe next year.



Perhaps to make up for the overwhelming girliness of the previous two, this is just a picture of a dog who is determined to get his point across. I admire that. (Yeah, I realize that it is so obviously 'shopped but I don't give a shit. More animals with subtitles!)

On the negative end, my students informed me that I should get married as soon as possible because 25 was entirely too old to be chasing boys. That definitely caused me to run to the bathroom mirror and check for wrinkles. So far I think I'm okay.


Let me know if you catch me looking haggard the next time you see me. If I need to start bathing in the blood of virgins, I want to get on that as soon as possible.

Alright. Enough.
I'm going to go eat some irmik helvası and read Calvino before bed.
(A pretty good start to a 25th year.)
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