My birthday is in 2 weeks. Usually, I’m atwitter with excitement in the countdown–this year, I suddenly looked at the calendar and thought “Shit! My birthday’s in two weeks!?” I finally gave my mom some suggestions for gifts, and they are the lamest I’ve ever come up with. I’ve asked for a belt. Actually, two belts, one brown, one black. My old belts don’t fit anymore–though i can not figure out why. (I’m not much smaller or bigger than I was when the belts fit.) But I couldn’t think of anything else.
Since I realized how close the 23rd is, I’m thinking about it quite a bit. A little introspective. I’m worried that it’s going to suck this year: day before Thanksgiving, I’ll be flying, will anyone think to email or call? Keeping my fingers crossed.