So if you're lonely...you know I'll be here waiting for you...

Well, it appears as though my posting (for the time being at least) will be sporadic at best. I'm sorry...I'm sure all of you will survive, but on the off chance you weep in misery and pain, feel free to take a picture of me, hang it on a wall and throw darts at it repeatedly. Trust me, you'll feel better.

To all those who wished me happy birthday/bought me stuff this week...thank you very much...on September 8 I was filled with a very warm and fuzzy feeling that I can equate to nothing other than love. Yay for happiness.

My birthday was more or less a three day celebration...on the actual day (September 8), my roommates and I went out to a two hour long dinner at Angelico's which was actually a joint celebration (my birthday and Carey's leaving for Ireland). That particular celebratoin was punctuated with a videotape of me stuffing a large chunk of cheesecake in my mouth...I feel like somehow that is going to come back and bite me in the ass one day.

At any rate...cheesecake aside...we're charging on to Friday...went out to Lulu's with Rachel, Kathryn and a bunch of people from Leonard. Also an incredibly fun time. I looked stupid and I'm ok with that.

Yesterday (Saturday) Sara made a huge dinner which was delicious and shared by many people to commemorate Adam, Sara and me. The presents Rache and I gave to both of them went over very well, I think and afterwards I watched Adam and Shea own DDR and eventually settled down to watch way too much South Park. 6th grade flashbacks anyone? Eventually returned to the Empire of Katash and passed out (after getting a lovely drunk dial from Jo. Thanks bud!)

All in all...a very fun/productive past few days though. Gotta say though, I'm glad my birthday is over. It's impossible for me to forget what happened 5 years ago, and even though I had a great time and my friends are amazing, the pain just seeps back into my memory when I'm alone and I'd prefer not to deal with it. I suppose it's always going to be like this, and though that makes me mildly sad, it's a fact of life that I have accepted and decided not to dwell on.

So...enough for depression...on to randomness! I have finally gone to the dark side...and by dark side I mean the Apple side. No, I have not sold Rasputin and bought an iBook, however; I did sink into mass culture and purchase an iPod. It's a lovely 20GB white thing that holds all my music and makes me giggling happy. Yes, giggling happy. What inspired this purchase? Well...Dave sent me a rather large check for my birthday and I decied that since I've been wanting one, the money was unexpected and...well...you can't take it with you...might as well go ahead and do it. I won't lie...when I looked at the serial number to register my iPod and saw, displayed proudly "Designed in California, Assembled in China" a bit of my soul died. Whatever...I'm safe as long as I don't start popping my collar and carrying a latte with me everywhere I go.

I have named it Tufaha and whoever can figure out where that comes from (roommates excluded from this competition!) will get a dollar. A whole, shiny, germ infested dollar!!

Let the games begin.