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Mar 24, 2009 08:13

I turn 23 on Saturday. It's just one more year, it seems - I would say I would spend it alone, but I claimed that on New Year's after a fashion, and nonetheless had plans made for me. So I will probably end up going out with a couple of friends with the intent to get drunk, have a drink or two and realize (as usual) that I can't bring myself to do it, and go home early to rest and get work done on Sunday, when my family will be celebrating.

Whoo. I hate my birthday.

I graduate in mid-May; I already have a couple of viable offers, but I'm not really sure what I want to do. I'm holding off on accepting one until I absolutely have to (though not so long as for the jobs to go away), but I think I might end up just taking one and keeping an eye out for something better. In this economy... it seems safe. And I take far too many risks.

Yesterday was actually a pretty good day. I went to lunch with Sorrel - it's good to catch up (since we (and by "we" I mean "I") are terrible about cancelling lunches), and I needed a solid laugh. Sara and I went out to dinner and just chatted. It felt... normal. Which was nice. Sometimes I need normal.

My car is out-of-sorts, which is unfortunate. I'm going to take it to the shop in the next couple days.
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