On the cusp
Today is my 29th birthday. Housemates and friends have given me lovely presents, and I've bought myself a few as well. The wonderful Heather bought me a chess set (because I don't know how to play, but would like to), two great CDs, and tickets to see the comedian Margaret Cho when she visits Brisbane in July. Also, Heather is also taking me out to dinner tonight, so I am both spoiled and excited.
I was feeling a little bit funny about being 29, until I mentioned it to Angela at work today. She said something along the lines of: 'Why feel strange about being 29? What's the alternative? Being dead?'
This is, I think, a good point. Angela also suggested that I use the day as an excuse to over-indulge. So that's what I'm going to do right now . . .
I was feeling a little bit funny about being 29, until I mentioned it to Angela at work today. She said something along the lines of: 'Why feel strange about being 29? What's the alternative? Being dead?'
This is, I think, a good point. Angela also suggested that I use the day as an excuse to over-indulge. So that's what I'm going to do right now . . .
1 Comments:
Thanks,Mel--I'll need it.
Today I began marking the first of 135 student essays. I'm thinking about that quote 'champagne for my real friends and real pain for my sham friends.' I am feeling real pain at the moment, and greatly looking forward to the champagne!
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