Friday – 26 October 2007
Thirty-seven.
Thirty-seven times I’ve avoided the cold embrace of the Dark Lady.

So far, I’ve had calls from: Mom, Dad, Kris, SaraRules, and Perry. I call that a great way to kick off my Hatching Day. Dad made me laugh when he called: He actually referred to today as “International Rob Day.”

I need to kick it into gear and finish cleaning up around here so I can go run some errands… and make a possible pilgrimage to the Garden of Sweden. Or We ‘B’ Toys. Or… or… *head go splodey* Of course, as I don’t really have anything on the agenda for the day, I can do all of those. Or none. Or whatever combination of them I choose.

Thirty-seven.
I may be getting “older,” but I’m still going to fight that “growing up” thing as long as I can.

Namaste.