A year for each letter in the greco-roman alphabet
Saturday, 9 June 2007 15:35![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
krisomniacGuys, you RULE! Thank you all for the birthday wishes and Dei for the pressies, ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
scowling_hermit for this beautiful bag, and in the long-standing tradition of making me swoon with awesome birthday stories (see: Fires of Bone and The Only People for Me are the Mad Ones) ignipes has done it again.
The Edge of the Known World, a sequel to Cartography in Empty Spaces -- my favorite 'verse going.
Besides having the coolest, cleverest title, it's everything you ever wanted in the story, Sam doing his best to take care of his big brother when neither is quite sure what Dean even needs, the Impala, lost memories, parking tickets, barbed wire, and the ring. I still don't have words. Just read it. And enjoy.
Twenty-six will be a good year. I can feel it. It's the only number that lies between a square (25) and a cube (27). It's a biprime, the number of letters in the alphabet, the number of World Series won by the Yanks, and the atomic number if iron.
I wiki'ed my birthday and found I was born the same day as Francis Crick and Frank Llod Wright. This makes me unreasonably happy. I was born the same day Muhammad died; don't know how I feel about that, but it's kind of auspicious, right?
After work, I wandered around for a bit and caught a showing of Pirates. Some people might think going alone to the movies is a poor way to spend your birthday, but I love being able to do things like that without organizing or planning, consulting or discussing with anyone else. Got home late, nuked a frozen curry dinner, and had a good night's sleep. Despite the realization that this kind of alone is the way I will likely spend many more birthdays, I thought it was nice.
I also scored on the presents: Dead Like Me DVDs, a couple of T--shirts, a Book, bottle of wine, and GPS system. Whee!!
Hope all your weekends are going well! I'm off to bake a cake and watch the Belmont. Post time is about 6:00 EST.
scowling_hermit for this beautiful bag, and in the long-standing tradition of making me swoon with awesome birthday stories (see: Fires of Bone and The Only People for Me are the Mad Ones) ignipes has done it again. The Edge of the Known World, a sequel to Cartography in Empty Spaces -- my favorite 'verse going.
Besides having the coolest, cleverest title, it's everything you ever wanted in the story, Sam doing his best to take care of his big brother when neither is quite sure what Dean even needs, the Impala, lost memories, parking tickets, barbed wire, and the ring. I still don't have words. Just read it. And enjoy.
Twenty-six will be a good year. I can feel it. It's the only number that lies between a square (25) and a cube (27). It's a biprime, the number of letters in the alphabet, the number of World Series won by the Yanks, and the atomic number if iron.
I wiki'ed my birthday and found I was born the same day as Francis Crick and Frank Llod Wright. This makes me unreasonably happy. I was born the same day Muhammad died; don't know how I feel about that, but it's kind of auspicious, right?
After work, I wandered around for a bit and caught a showing of Pirates. Some people might think going alone to the movies is a poor way to spend your birthday, but I love being able to do things like that without organizing or planning, consulting or discussing with anyone else. Got home late, nuked a frozen curry dinner, and had a good night's sleep. Despite the realization that this kind of alone is the way I will likely spend many more birthdays, I thought it was nice.
I also scored on the presents: Dead Like Me DVDs, a couple of T--shirts, a Book, bottle of wine, and GPS system. Whee!!
Hope all your weekends are going well! I'm off to bake a cake and watch the Belmont. Post time is about 6:00 EST.
