Nov 06, 2005 10:20
Well, as of Tuesday, I'll be 25. People younger than I are getting married. Since I don't even have a girlfriend, that bugs me.
But I should celebrate. Anyone who glances at this and knows me is invited to my place next Satyrday (i.e. the 12th) evening. Should be fun, I promise!
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And don't remind me how old you are and all that 'adult' bullcrap. You're my brother, so you'll always be a moron.
I looooooooooove youuuuuuuuuu.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY OLD FART!
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In verse that brings myself relief,
And by the measure of my grief
I leave thy greatness to be guess’d;
What practice howsoe’er expert
In fitting aptest words to things,
Or voice the richest-toned that sings,
Hath power to give thee as thou wert?
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The movement of the straws comes from an agitation in the water.
When the ocean wants the straws calm,
it sends them close to shore.
When it wants them back in the deep surge,
it does with them as the wind does with the grasses.
This never ends."
-Rumi
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