My birthday is on Tuesday. I will turn Thirty-eight. I feel pretty good about that.
Tonight we are headed to my neighbour-friend’s cafe, The Claremont, to have eats, drinks and debauchery. I feel quite in the mood for this. I want to see the faces of my peeps… peeps from far and wide, peeps I haven’t spent a lot of time with in ages, despite the fact that some of them only live a few doors away. Lives get busy – people have shit to do. But tonight I will see many of their faces, and get their hugs, and their kisses, and this makes me feel lucky and special and squishy inside.
I’m in the mood for a party. I can’t hardly wait! And? I have no idea what to wear yet.
Which reminds me, that I really should eat a fair amount before heading out, lest I should become the drunk girl under the table. I mean, before 11 PM. Heh.
Yay!!
G.G.
