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I'm 22. When did that happen?
Last year I had some long metaphysical post on the whole essence of being a "grownup" (on Blogger, because I was having a love/hate relationship with LiveJournal at the time). Basically it's just bizzare that one can feel both the same... and different. I'm growing up. I don't get it, but I think I am. Ew. But first, the imporant things:
( *LJ-cut to protect the Code of Honor* )
*
In other news, I am amused beyond end at the futher adventures of![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
milliways_bar, where several days ago David Talbot (of Anne Rice Vampire Chronicles)
called Armand (also one of Anne's vampires) a "daft little thing". With
all affection, of course. Between the many machinations of the
vampire/angel/random hot men grouping--OOC they are now referred to as
the Cabal, apparently--and OMG teh pr0n of Bernard/Tonks, I don't think
I'll ever get anything done. Dang.
So, birthday was nice (you know, same old: dinner with parents, chiling, panic attack, sleep... normal, really :-/) and I'm really looking forward to seeing my friends today. In...about an hour. Maybe we'll go out, maybe we won't. Maybe we'll find some plan to never graduate, or party until dawn. But at least we'll have cake. Off to find food (fighting a loosing battle with a yicky stomach *pets*)
Cheers!
Last year I had some long metaphysical post on the whole essence of being a "grownup" (on Blogger, because I was having a love/hate relationship with LiveJournal at the time). Basically it's just bizzare that one can feel both the same... and different. I'm growing up. I don't get it, but I think I am. Ew. But first, the imporant things:
( *LJ-cut to protect the Code of Honor* )
*
In other news, I am amused beyond end at the futher adventures of
milliways_bar, where several days ago David Talbot (of Anne Rice Vampire Chronicles)
called Armand (also one of Anne's vampires) a "daft little thing". With
all affection, of course. Between the many machinations of the
vampire/angel/random hot men grouping--OOC they are now referred to as
the Cabal, apparently--and OMG teh pr0n of Bernard/Tonks, I don't think
I'll ever get anything done. Dang.
So, birthday was nice (you know, same old: dinner with parents, chiling, panic attack, sleep... normal, really :-/) and I'm really looking forward to seeing my friends today. In...about an hour. Maybe we'll go out, maybe we won't. Maybe we'll find some plan to never graduate, or party until dawn. But at least we'll have cake. Off to find food (fighting a loosing battle with a yicky stomach *pets*)
Cheers!
