November 27th, 2007


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The weather has cleared up, but it's still cold.
The bus transfer is Green-H.
I've got X-Men: Evolution, Spider Girl Presents: the Buzz and Darkdevil, vol. 24 of Naruto (Rock Lee and I have the same birthday), and I don't have to be at work until 6:30.
Today, for those of you who haven't caught my subtle hints, is my birthday. I'm 24. No plans, since I haven't been able to get ahold of anyone I would want to hang out with, and my circle of friends is, frankly, depressingly small. A few of my co-workers know today's the day, but I doubt I'll get more than a chorus of badly sung 'Happy Birthday' and the constant repitition of 'You're so young!'
Thank you to everyone who's wished me a happy birthday so far.
I've decided that Storm's make-up in X-Men: Evolution when she's in her civvies is really, really awful.

I don't even know why I did it

I was at the Lynnwood library, doing my usual thing, when the guy at the computer next to me starts talking to me. He asked me what I was giggling about (it was the story minervasolo wrote for my birthday). He asked me what it was, and I told him. Then he asked me why people like slash fics. And it just went from there.

Next thing I know, I'm leaving the library with him, forgoing my second hour of internet to walk with him to some bus stop over on Highway 99. And I have absolutely no clue WHY I did it. Hell, I don't even remember half of what we talked about.