I know I’ve (more than) exhausted my quota for the word “birthday” on this site, and now that half a month has passed I have no right to be still talking about it. I mean, I think I’ve been quite restrained, considering everything, but enough is enough. On Saturday, though, my friends Sachi and Kimi made me a birthday dinner, and look, it was totally out of my hands, ok? It was like a giant supercomputer from the future took my original birthday feast, processed all the information, did some calculations using advanced alien technology, and came up with a new, superior birthday feast. With TWO DESSERTS. Nobody knows my tastes better than these people. If I had to choose my last meal on earth, I would want them to cook it for me, and I would die a happy woman.
Plus, look, they gave me a little wooden box of shinies. And oh, man, also a box of Finnska licorice – I forgot to draw that. Brandon and I fought bitterly over the leftovers. Bitterly! Screaming and clawing! Well, not him so much. But he let me buy a wooden recorder, just so he could have the last piece of pie.
And I didn’t forget my camera, this time.
Thank you, nernies! LOFF AND EARFLOPS!