Sunday, May 08, 2005
May EIGHT
I've never really had a "great" birthday party. Although that doesn't really bother me, cuz who keeps track of these after you turn 21? There have been memorable moments for sure. Too memorable to write here! Oh the memorable moments I've had .... (racking brain)
"As for presents, no one ever knows what to get me and I can buy whatever I want myself."
Ok that's a cop-out. You guys are all lousy cheap bastards, you know I want that Canon Rebel EOS 350XT, or Dell 40" LCD. Just kidding ... I think. :)
I think the "chip-in" gift is great. More mileage than the 15 different $20 presents that I used to get. $20 was always the limit for gifts when we were little kids, $25 would be pushing it. $30 was like you were proposing or something and got the parents suspicious.
I do remember going up to Tahoe one year for someone else's birthday party. I used the word "hump" and got reprimanded by the kid's dad. Obviously I wasn't talking about a camel. Plus for some reason the gift I gave didn't come with batteries. His dad: "So when we get back be sure to get us the batteries." Me (in my head): wow what a cheap-@ss, you have a job go buy them yourself.
Anyways when I was at Berkeley my birthday would always fall on "dead week". This was the time when people frantically studied for the material missed when they'd stopped going to class two months earlier. Even worse my relatives in socal always decided to get married during mother's day which, more often than not, happened to fall on my B-day. Thus I missed out on two awesome weddings because of finals. When in reality I hadn't studied at all that day, lamenting the fact that I was missing out.
It does make me feel good to have people acknowledge my birthday. Thanks to those who did. Including ... Baskin-Robbins! Ha-ha! Thought I would be too old to get my free scoop of ice cream huh? Well they thought wrong. Mmmm gold-medal-ribbon flavor. And only I am devious (or pathetic) enough to entertain the thought of printing out three coupons and redeeming them at all three local locations. If the fat doesn't kill me first ...
In un-related bad news, all local liquor stores and quickie marts do not carry any malt or cookie 'n cream icecream in those delightful plastic cup cartons. doh! ¶ 8:06 PM
"As for presents, no one ever knows what to get me and I can buy whatever I want myself."
Ok that's a cop-out. You guys are all lousy cheap bastards, you know I want that Canon Rebel EOS 350XT, or Dell 40" LCD. Just kidding ... I think. :)
I think the "chip-in" gift is great. More mileage than the 15 different $20 presents that I used to get. $20 was always the limit for gifts when we were little kids, $25 would be pushing it. $30 was like you were proposing or something and got the parents suspicious.
I do remember going up to Tahoe one year for someone else's birthday party. I used the word "hump" and got reprimanded by the kid's dad. Obviously I wasn't talking about a camel. Plus for some reason the gift I gave didn't come with batteries. His dad: "So when we get back be sure to get us the batteries." Me (in my head): wow what a cheap-@ss, you have a job go buy them yourself.
Anyways when I was at Berkeley my birthday would always fall on "dead week". This was the time when people frantically studied for the material missed when they'd stopped going to class two months earlier. Even worse my relatives in socal always decided to get married during mother's day which, more often than not, happened to fall on my B-day. Thus I missed out on two awesome weddings because of finals. When in reality I hadn't studied at all that day, lamenting the fact that I was missing out.
It does make me feel good to have people acknowledge my birthday. Thanks to those who did. Including ... Baskin-Robbins! Ha-ha! Thought I would be too old to get my free scoop of ice cream huh? Well they thought wrong. Mmmm gold-medal-ribbon flavor. And only I am devious (or pathetic) enough to entertain the thought of printing out three coupons and redeeming them at all three local locations. If the fat doesn't kill me first ...
In un-related bad news, all local liquor stores and quickie marts do not carry any malt or cookie 'n cream icecream in those delightful plastic cup cartons. doh! ¶ 8:06 PM
