Yesterday I wore a shirt I haven't worn in almost two years. (Yay me!) I know this because when I went to put something in its pocket, I found a folded piece of paper. A note from a lover? Of course not, silly. It was a grocery store receipt that had miraculously survived the washer and dryer.

It was printed on heat sensitive paper so it was mostly charcoal-colored, but I could still make out the date, November 23, 2005 and a few of the items I bought: frozen brown rice, green salsa, apples — things I usually buy at the store. Of course the first item was also a common staple in my kitchen past.

Cookies.

Ah. Those were the days.

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I said, "I don't want it spiky." I think I should have been more specific.

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One of the advantages to not having one big birthday celebration, is having many smaller ones. It feels like all month long I've been celebrating my birthday with various lunches, dinners and one very spontaneous day trip to Portland.

This morning I had breakfast with the lovers former known as The Roommates. Not only did this mean I would get a temporary reprieve from the ghetto I now call home, but also I'd get to eat at one of my old haunts, Orange Table.

I have mentioned my love of certain fictionalized terrorism here and here. The three of us used to stop whatever we were doing to watch Keifer Sutherland kick terrorist ass every Monday until we became more interested in saving the cheerleader and the world.

However, after my gift, 24 may be the winner.

No. The tits aren't real. I'm on South Beach, thank you.

This box contained all kinds of awesome. There were many envelopes with my instructions to complete a secret mission.

Click each pic to see the larger view.

I have some seriously great friends. (Having Elliott as "Jack Meower" is an excellent touch.)

To see the whole photo set, make clicky here.

Now, if you'll please excuse me, I have some missions to accomplish.

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And by masses, I mean the four of you who read this still.

Can lesbians be fag hags?

Discuss.

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Meet Craig. He's one hawt mofo.

He's destined to be the next internet sensation.

How do I know? Because Chris said so.

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Yesterday Adam and I flew to Portland for the day. We went to the Portland Saturday Market, ate delicious lebanese food, walked around Old Town Chinatown, took lots of pictures at the Portland Classical Chinese Garden, shopped for books at Powell's and then went back to the Market to eat vendor food. I even ate an Elephant Ear. (Carbs don't count when you're out of state. Did you not know that?) After all that, we went back to the airport and went back home.

It was an awesome time. I'm completely exhausted and a little sunburned, but I want to do it again.

Click to see the Panoramic view.

Make clicky here to see the entire photo set.

And check out Adam's photos too!

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I'm exhausted. I'll post photos of all the fun tomorrow.

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Today is my thirty-eighth birthday. Here's what thirty-eight looks like: gray and white hairs and all.

Pretty hot, huh? You'll be happy to know that I trimmed the jungle-like stalks of nose hair before I took this picture. I'm not sure I remembered to trim my ear hair though. They do say memory is the first to go.

I alternate years of wanting to celebrating my birthday and not wanting to celebrate. I'm not sure why that is. Last year was a big celebration with lots of people. This year I haven't wanted to commit to any plans at all. It's not that I'm not looking forward to my birthday or getting older. It's just I don't feel like making a big deal of it.

But there is something I will make a big deal out of. A couple months ago, I decided it time to stop being a lazy excuse maker and start getting healthy. I'm getting old and shit's already started falling apart. I don't need to speed up the process with my bootylicious curves.

To date, I have lost twenty pounds. ZOMG! Did you hear that? 20 POUNDS! I feel pretty good about it and am noticing a difference in how I feel and how some of my clothes just hang on me. It's a pretty frickin' awesome feeling.

By the way. That shirt I'm wearing. Haven't been able to wear it for a year.

Pretty frickin' awesome.

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Two Great Tastes That Taste Great Together.

LOLCats + Brenda Dickson 'Welcome To My Home' Voice Over Parody =

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