Every year since I turned 17 I've ignored my birthday until it's almost on top of me. I'm not a huge birthday person. I'm uncomfortable being the full center of attention, I dislike the obligation receiving gifts implies and I don't like getting praise for doing nothing.
Lucky girl that I am though, my family gets this. They still get me presents but I get to return the obligation by making dinner! This year, with thought to my dads new dentures, I will be making either chicken and dumplings or chicken gnocchie soup. Either way it's tasty and warm.
I was surprised when I realized my birthday is Tuesday, a year ago on my birthday I was jobless and recovering from some sort of respiratory illness. I bought myself a copy of Swamp Fetus by Poppy Z Brite and a new deck of Tarot cards. The Deviant Moon deck to be specific. Then Frank and Laura and Dad and Kattie and Kris and I all ate mass amounts of too chocolaty cake. Seriously, my dad bought me this wonderful chocolate mousse cake that was so heavy no one could finish an entire piece.
Time is a funny thing.
This year I'm going to purchase a plushie Skelanimals backpack shaped like a skeleton bunny. Since my skeleton torso backpack kicked the button and the zipper no longer works. My two favorite things, death and bunnies.
Zombie Prom is soon.
I love October.
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