Gift-wise this was a super fantastic birthday for me. My parents’ gifts have yet to arrive, perhaps they have been purloined by our letter carrier?
My sorority sisters got me a whole gift bag full of stuff:
Socks – I haven’t bought socks in so long, and people were starting to notice my ratty foot coverings
Hangers – As prissy as it sounds, I only use wooden hangers
HMV Gift card – So that I can buy more music loosely classified as ‘Rock’
A Nalgene bottle – never can have too many (I think this makes it 12?)
A Burton beanie – never can have too many of these either
Mylonit – a lamp from IKEA (but it’s the giant one)
Lightbulbs – for the mylonit
A dolphin wall hanging – only because they know that I absolutely HATE dolphins!
A card from Turkon – that’s where the post title came from
and finally a card from the other girls
The gift was totally awesome ladies, and if I hadn’t wasted all my tears on last week’s episode of the L Word (not kidding), I would be crying right now because the gifts were so thoughtful!
Of course, nothing tops off a great day like working at your dead-end university job. Luckily I managed to overhear some quality lines:
Womandrew (to his girlfriend Posh): Do you have ID?
Posh: Do you have pants that don’t have holes in the crotch?
Man (to Gingerbread in the coat check booth): Are you security? Good idea…no one is going to hit a girl
Womandrew (motioning to a very crisp $5 bill): That shit is CRISP! You could make oragami out of it
Gingerbread: Yeah, maybe if it was square…
Womandrew: No really, I do that. Seriously, it’ll blow your mind!
Womandrew: Now I have to show you because otherwise I’m just talking myself into a hole
peace out, team gingerbread
p.s. we’re having a little shindig on friday called ‘partay in the hizzay’. i’m out