Happy Birthday to me!

I love my birthday, I really do.

Today I: skipped class (first time ALL year), and ate crepes for breakfast that my Vigilante Boyfriend skipped class to make for me.

My parents sent me a gift box from Powells, where they picked about a bazillion books off my wishlist: City of Quartz (my friend Scott recommended), Meadow (neighbor George recommended), A river runs through it, and then two editions of displaying graphical information by the absolute graphic genius that is Edward Tufte...two books I could not have afforded other wise - they are so beautiful!

Then...well, when I started house sitting Drino told me not to use bubble bath in the jacuzzi tub because it will "overflow with bubbles." And I thought that sounded like a grand idea! But don't worry, I only turned on the jets long enough to get just shitloads of bubbles, not enough to overflow onto the floor...but it was amazing! I was able to build walls out of these things! And I came out smelling very clean (which is a good thing).

Then I brought cupcakes to my other class (the one I like). It was very secondgrade. But you know what, I like telling people it's my birthday. Yes.

I got letters from friends, emails, phone calls, two text messages, and even more people are coming over in a little bit. I love it!!!