On becoming 38 -or- On completing 38

I'm enjoying the last hour or so of my 38th year and pondering what the hell it is I will be doing with my 39th ::g:: The older I get, the more Gemini I am about our society's numbering system. I like that I'll get to say 38 for the next year, even though it is inaccurate; I'll begin living my 39th year tomorrow and I *do* want credit for the whole of my existence.

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Jeremy called today to remind me it is my last day of being only 7 years older than him, tomorrow I become *8* years older (& wiser!) than him, at least until his birthday in October.

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I called Brian at 10pm CA time, to be the first to wish him Hap Bir Day!

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Tomorrow, Hayden will join me in my birthday celebrations, hanging out with Chance so I can talk and talk and talk and talk and talk and talk to Christine and Dave... actually, he just really wants to meet Dave so they can talk World of Warcraft ::g:: I'm so looking forward to being *me* and celebrating my birth and my life, out of the watchful, judgmental eyes of the famn damily...