The big 3 O(h) dear...

Yesterday was my birthday. It was spent in less than ideal circumstances but nevermind. I share this wonderful day with a host of unlikely characters that appear to include the following:

Josef Stalin and Vampira (Maila Nurmi)













Jane Fonda and Frank Zappa













Samuel L. Jackson and Chris Evert













Kiefer Sutherland and Julie Delpy













As for any newly visible signs of aging from 29 to 30 - I had a check this morning:

1. Same wrinkles around the eyes. Check.
2. Same amount of grey hairs. Check.
3. Same flabby stomach/love handles. Check.
4. Same skinny legs. Check.
5. Same tired bags under my eyes. Check.

Therefore, I can conclude that there is no noticeable change after the transition from my 20s to my 30s. Yay.
In other news, I now have only one more day until the long awaited Christmas break and seeing my loved one!
Hokkaido here we come. (hopefully).

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year.

Back to the Lo

A return to the lo feeling of late August/September this year



alone again in the OC. missing my sprout. nearly 30. this sucks.

Golden Balls

Been having a excellent time with the Sprout/OC connection. The weekend included a long overdue trip for some Pachinko action. Needless to say, after 20 minutes playing with the little golden balls I was none the wiser and slightly poorer - oh what fun!!

With the vague possibility of a trip abroad this winter break I have taken note of the following story and will be careful in the future:

"Flatulence leads US jet to divert"

"An American Airlines plane made an emergency landing in Nashville after passengers reported the smell of sulphur from burning matches.

The matches were found on the seat of a woman who had attempted to conceal the odour of flatulence with the matches, Nashville airport authorities said."

(Thanks to the BBC for this top news story)