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Aug. 12th, 2003 06:02 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
pantryslutWell, I did manage to salvage my birthday with judicious applications of friends, relatives, and ice cream.
First, I had a long phone conversation with my brother. We discussed Gangs of New York (my brother looks quite reminiscent of Leonardo Di Caprio in that movie, by the way), life in Bloomington, being poor, and his recent weekend in Chicago. Oh, and music -- we always talk about music. We talked about pop music and radio formats. Mostly, we bitched about the stupidity of the world, as usual. I love my brother.
Then, I had Usenet acquaintances from Italy stop by. They met the cats, who were very well-behaved and guest-friendly, and we went for ice cream.
If you're ever suffering from heartbreak or disillusionment, I recommend getting a white pistachio ice cream cookie sandwich from Mitchell's. It's magic.
Happy birthday to me.
(P.S. oh yeah, the weekend was pretty fab, too.)
First, I had a long phone conversation with my brother. We discussed Gangs of New York (my brother looks quite reminiscent of Leonardo Di Caprio in that movie, by the way), life in Bloomington, being poor, and his recent weekend in Chicago. Oh, and music -- we always talk about music. We talked about pop music and radio formats. Mostly, we bitched about the stupidity of the world, as usual. I love my brother.
Then, I had Usenet acquaintances from Italy stop by. They met the cats, who were very well-behaved and guest-friendly, and we went for ice cream.
If you're ever suffering from heartbreak or disillusionment, I recommend getting a white pistachio ice cream cookie sandwich from Mitchell's. It's magic.
Happy birthday to me.
(P.S. oh yeah, the weekend was pretty fab, too.)
