“It doesn’t hurt to be optimistic. You can always cry later.” ~Lucimar Santos de Lima
I’ve been so reclusive for the last two weeks that my cat and I have been seen bonding on the couch, snuggled up against one each other and possibly purring. I don’t usually give myself birthday presents but this year I decided to take my misanthropy on the road. Though when surrounded by several million people in midtown Manhattan, that isn’t really misanthropy but I was able to (surreptitiously) live within the confines of my head for an entire day while smiling and having a grand old time. By the end of Saturday, entirely fueled by liquid courage, I had met my match and my newest city BFFE. Now I’m rolling around thinking a little bit more of myself than I have in the past several days, weeks…eh…even months. I think that newness – ideas, people, things – can perk up one’s feathers a bit. Even if – and y’all know me – it only lasts until Thursday. That’s still five solid days of my not wanting to use my eyes as laser beams and shoot the stupid out of another’s brain. It’s a start.
*I still have yet to hit my actual birthday. One week until lower car insurance rates. Yee-motherfucking-haw!
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I hate to break it to you, but the car insurance break isn’t quite as great as it used to be. Apparently people drive supid older now. But at least car rental gets easier. I miss NYC so much, damn that breeding thing making so I can pick up and just move back.
Nothing AT ALL wrong with being a hermit.
How did I not know it was your birthday??
Could some Canadian chocolate help stave off the laser beams?
Yes you will get the lower car insurance rates, but you must also remember this the next to last birthday people actually care about. It’s 16, 18, 21, 25 and then 30. After that people don’t really care I guess until you hit 50. But enjoy your 5 solid days of contentedness and celebrate your 25th birthday the best way you know how!
Thursday? I give you until Tuesday at noon…tops.
Make sure you call your agent and ask him/her to re-rate you. It doesn’t happen automatically, which was upsetting for me.