Happy birthday, vaguelyweird and everabridged!

You two know each other, right?

Happy Birthday, Katie!

I have internalized the otherwise arbitrary implications of this day, and so am facing the following harsh reality: I am out of second chances on youthI got a (barely) passing grade. I think I managed to get all the rites of passage in on time, but like every other deadline I procrastinated away the best time before it and crammed the necessary ( Read more... )

I've had a ridiculous weekend. But all the details are piling up! How can I possibly relate them all? This will not do them justice:

• Democracy Matters Summit - lots to say about this!
  
• Birthday Party -- Turned 21. Some other things to say about this!
  
• Anxiety about:
  • something unspeakable
  • future employment, especially interviews
  • return of a ( Read more... )

It's now the birthday of this journal. It came sooner than I expected.
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In honor of Gardner Gould turning twenty.

Tim trailed behind his mother as they entered the church.

At the entrance, an elderly man stopped to talk to them.

"It's Tim's birthday," said Tim's mother.

"Oh, boy--you must be...thirteen years old!"

"No," said Tim, "I'm eleven."

But he felt like a man.

The End