I recently claimed that the things I had to do were legion, and the things I want to do are mostly impossible.
But that's not strictly speaking true, is it? Many things turn out to be possible. I wanted to celebrate my birthday in Vegas, and 17 people were willing to do it with me. I wanted to go to skydiving,and along with two friends I did, managing to lose 10 pounds in preparation. I wanted to see Thailand this year, and lo, I shall. Flights and two of my hotels are paid for, now all I need are three more hotel reservations.
All part of my efforts to transform my life from what it was to what I wish it to be. This, friends, is what we refer to as accelerating the awesome.
So enough wingeing about what cannot be. Time to make some things happen. So here's some more things I want to do. I declare them possible.
Travel.
Let's be honest, now... I ain't never gonna throw a birthday party on the scale of Ben's. Even when I've tried, I've had to use his apartment, making it really just a Ben party without the lavish theme or decorations.
But my birthday trip to Vegas... that's going to be a hell of a thing.
Also, it appears my birthday falls right in the travel off-season: after summer, well before Christmas. So why not use this time, The Christmas in September, if you will, to pursue my goal of going places I've never gone?
(Sidebar: yes, I've been to Vegas once, but I was six and it was a different place so it barely counts)
Hence I have already begun looking into a plan for next year. If I must turn 33, then I'm doing it in Egypt. That's right, next year in Cairo, bitches. People are, of course, free to join me, but I suspect the cost will be just as much of a turn-off as when I suggested people come to Thailand with me this time last year. It's okay, 2003 taught me that I can, in fact, celebrate my birthday alone if I'm somewhere sufficiently awesome.
Work
I'm applying for the communications coordinator job at the Epcor, and that's all there is to it. Anyone who wants to give my updated resume a once-over, give pointers, that'd be cool.
Love
You know what? Done worrying about it for now. I don't wish to sit around being depressed about being single. I shall simply reforge my life into what I wish it to be, full of excitement, adventure and legendary awesomeness (even if my awesomeness is constantly at risk of being overshadowed by my more charismatic colleagues--they can't help it, so why worry about it?). Should a woman come along who fits into that life, so be it. If not, well... I guess that's that.
Also I am DONE with crushes on 18-20 year olds. Done. It's been nothing but hassles.
But that's not strictly speaking true, is it? Many things turn out to be possible. I wanted to celebrate my birthday in Vegas, and 17 people were willing to do it with me. I wanted to go to skydiving,and along with two friends I did, managing to lose 10 pounds in preparation. I wanted to see Thailand this year, and lo, I shall. Flights and two of my hotels are paid for, now all I need are three more hotel reservations.
All part of my efforts to transform my life from what it was to what I wish it to be. This, friends, is what we refer to as accelerating the awesome.
So enough wingeing about what cannot be. Time to make some things happen. So here's some more things I want to do. I declare them possible.
Travel.
Let's be honest, now... I ain't never gonna throw a birthday party on the scale of Ben's. Even when I've tried, I've had to use his apartment, making it really just a Ben party without the lavish theme or decorations.
But my birthday trip to Vegas... that's going to be a hell of a thing.
Also, it appears my birthday falls right in the travel off-season: after summer, well before Christmas. So why not use this time, The Christmas in September, if you will, to pursue my goal of going places I've never gone?
(Sidebar: yes, I've been to Vegas once, but I was six and it was a different place so it barely counts)
Hence I have already begun looking into a plan for next year. If I must turn 33, then I'm doing it in Egypt. That's right, next year in Cairo, bitches. People are, of course, free to join me, but I suspect the cost will be just as much of a turn-off as when I suggested people come to Thailand with me this time last year. It's okay, 2003 taught me that I can, in fact, celebrate my birthday alone if I'm somewhere sufficiently awesome.
Work
I'm applying for the communications coordinator job at the Epcor, and that's all there is to it. Anyone who wants to give my updated resume a once-over, give pointers, that'd be cool.
Love
You know what? Done worrying about it for now. I don't wish to sit around being depressed about being single. I shall simply reforge my life into what I wish it to be, full of excitement, adventure and legendary awesomeness (even if my awesomeness is constantly at risk of being overshadowed by my more charismatic colleagues--they can't help it, so why worry about it?). Should a woman come along who fits into that life, so be it. If not, well... I guess that's that.
Also I am DONE with crushes on 18-20 year olds. Done. It's been nothing but hassles.
whitewidow:
Happy Birthday
whitewidow:
Did you make it to Vegas for your birthday?? You know - that is only 4 hours away from where I live