I'm dreaming of a white birthday
"No, the important thing is that I kept my birthday tradition of gut wrenching horror and torture."-Buffy on her birthday-
Buffy the Vampire Slayer
I love snow. When it snows, I turn into a five year old. I go outside and make snowballs to throw at trees and lie down and make snowangels. I run around until I am absolutely frozen and then come back inside just long to avoid hypothermia before I return to the exhilerating chill.
So every year that I can remember I've always wanted snow on my birthday.
Last night I was supposed to go on a date with the Jolly Green Giant, but events conspired against me and I ended staying in upstate new york. Actually I had a great time. I ended up at a dinner party with all kinds of fabulous people including an old personal favorite of mine a french lanscape architect ( there is something amazingly cute about a man who speaks french to cats). I went home properly liquored up and I wake up this morning to snow. Ah, I love it when the universe gives me such nice gifts.
So despite the fact I didn't pull off the boyfriend trick, I did get snow and from what I hear tell Billy has been sending people my way for the birthday comments ( thank you Billy) so my birthday goal of twenty comments seems to be well on its way to being actualized.
And later tonight, dancing with the hot argentine guitarists...sigh....
Bad Bunni posted at
12/20/2003 09:07:00 AM |