Approaching the Big One-Six (Or: That's Enough Angst For a While)

[ontology]

Ahrm. Note the ticker. 

(Will resist 'squee!', as sixteen is a deeply dignified age, and I must practice for it. 

...Ha ha. Right.)

SQUEE!!11eleventyone!!1!

Am still working out what to do on it; most of the celebratory stuff will probably happen after the fact, as Dad will be deeply busy with Community Days here (sort of a fair-like thingummy the town holds every year). This is perfectly all right, as last year my birthday consisted of dancing about in the rain, listening to new music, wearing skirts, and the presents and whatnot; birthday party the next day (pizza, cake, and National Treasure with Sarah and Elizabeth), and Sunday (Father's Day) was spent AT THE BOOKSTORE with Dad. (And at Starbucks, which was in the bookstore, and Panera's, which was not.) Oddly, these three days are among my absolute happiest memories. This year, Mum and I are probably going to run about downtown, go to the used bookstore, and otherwise putter about in what will likely end up to be a shamefully feminine manner. (And which will not involve cars, at all. Cars are not a status symbol to me, and while I would really love to be able to drive soon, I do not need my license the first second I'm able, and going to take a painful driving lesson or twenty on my birthday would be misery. SHEER WOE AND MISERY. And potential death for anyone in the car with me, as I am Absentminded.) 

Well. Anyway. I should be writing. I really should. Because I found the last photo I need for The Wise and the Lovely, and I know you lot are just raring to see it and all, and I'm just being horrifically lazy by not getting the bedimmed book from upstairs and copying the speech. Someone save me from my own italics.

Also, um...oops. Entry-before-last, which I accidentally made Private instead of Friends Only, and wondered why I hadn't got any comments on it. All fixed.

Comments

[midenianscholar.livejournal.com]

I want to learn to drive just so I can go to B&N and the library and Such Places.

And--SQUEEE!!!!!!1!!!11!1 YOU'RE COMING TO SEE ME!!!1!!!1!@ *bounces like a crazy person* Ohohohohoh!!! And I can give you your birthday present(s) then!!! Huzzah!!! *plots*

[faeriemaiden.livejournal.com]

OMG YES I'M COMING TO SEE YOU!!!! But stop plotting, you evil person. It makes me nervous. ^-^