23 October, 1998

My Birthday!

It's my birthday! I woke up to Take On Me, which is my favourite 80's song. I successfully renewed my driver's license in a mere twenty stress-free minutes of DMV time. I fixed a few bugs. I went to lunch at Sono with Rachel and Vivek and Omi, and Vivek surprised me by paying for my sushi. He'd also left a stack of KitKat bars on my keyboard, lying in wait to surprise me when I arrived this morning. I giggled surprisedly, but haven't had room to eat them yet.

After lunch I toyed with work some more, fixed more bugs, and polished some old journal entries. I caught up on Ceej's journal. Then someone (Mike? I've already forgotten who. Eep.) appeared in the doorway of my office to inform me that it was my birthday and I ought to go be celebrated. It turned out that Pradeep (developer/consultant/etc) had his birthday yesterday, so Jennifer (our wonderful office manager) arranged for two ice-cream cakes -- jamocha and vanilla. Yum, I said. There were no candles (there are always either no candles or no flame source), so we used matches. I successfully hacked a piece out of one of the cakes with a tiny knife, and then turned cake cutting duty over to Pascal. I ate cake. I talked to Jennifer about sushi. I grinned and blushed a lot as everyone wished me a happy birthday.

Now I'm fixing more bugs and getting ready to put journal entries up. My mom called my earlier, and a lot of people have sent me email, like David and Donji and my sister. Plus I just got birthday-wishes & journal-compliments email from a fellow online journalist. That is a grand present.

Tonight is the party, which I am in a fine state of hyper about. Not like last year, though -- no crescendo fatigue. My feet are on the ground, and there's no impending loss of all these marvelous people. Just glee. I'm going home very shortly to clean up the living room pre-party. Some people are showing at 6pm to help decorate and set out food. There'll be one more quick shopping trip, wherein I'll acquire fresh fruit and maybe more cheese and soda, and also perhaps plastic cups and such. Then home again, more set up, I'll change into the nifty brown dress I bought on Castro today, and people will start arriving and a party will occur. Wow.

I am having a marvelous, marvelous birthday. Thank you, people. Thank you, world.


©1998 Cera Kruger

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