creamygoodness

Well this would be the third time I've stared at that empty text box wondering what to write about my birthday. Other people have done the sheer, mind-boggling mechanics of it better than I could in other entries. Suffice to say that I love all 50-odd of you who turned up to make it an absolutely awesome birthday in a nearly sexual way. It's taken me a while to just get back around to doing stuff because technically, my celebrations lasted from thursday all the way through to tuesday and I am absolutely bloody exhausted. I need a holiday to recover from my holiday. So tired was I that I didn't even make it out to play in the snow that everyone else can't seem to stop talking about. It's white stuff from the sky. Woo. Wake me in a week.

Anyway, there's an awful lot of very special people out there who have inflated my ego to near-dangerous levels. Thankfully I can always count on Johnstitch to bring me back down to earth. I, y'know, like, love you all. But just a little bit.