Mar 13, 2006 19:14
It's my birthday today! I'm twenty years old. I have muchos spondulicks (well, a £400 cheque and £100 in cash) so I'm going to buy... well, everything I've had my eye on for ages. Caves of Androzani, Sims 2 expansion pack, er... I'll think of what I want later.
Twenty. Christ, suddenly I feel old. My age begins with 2. I am no longer a teenager so I've probably automatically gained all the wisdom a 20-year-old has - probably more, because of the whole celibacy thing means I am not going to go out with unsuitable men and become blinded by love.
Got a massive cold. Also had an aura in the library, but I managed to shout "help" instead of "Fuck", which is what I usually shout.
I love my friends. They made me a cake and a snow Dalek yesterday and we also had a massive snowball fight, during which we made three friends.
Using the icon of my favourite companion (and also my favourite TARGET novelisation author; Ian Marter was really rather a good writer, even though I found out he ended up writing Gummi Bears books to eke out a living. He was an Oxford graduate and he wrote Gummi Bears books. That's... kind of crappy.) because I am happy, though sick.