Thank you, Shu, for the birthday warmth. But truth is I'm getting that a lot today, I'm getting "You're 30? Really?" And while I appreciate all of you being so polite and all, if you're really "wowed" how I don't look like I'm 30 then how about channeling that amazement towards my wishlist? In fact, if you're really astounded and you really want to be my best friend, consider this new addition to said wishlist.
Now I haven't gone so far to blog about my three cats, but I wonder if a selfish plug my way falls into the same category? I'm not discriminating. If there's no money in blogging then, damnit, I'll beg for gifts instead! (I won't hold my breath expecting clarification from Mr. Hammer. If he doesn't even read Ed Cone, I don't expect he'll even find my blog. Maybe I should call TheBeep and leave a message?)
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Keep begging, I do.
Besides, who's to say what people like? Anyone can point out lots of things that went big even though you, I, or Willie might not have given it a chance.
By the way, as much as I might like to, I'll probably not buy you anything from your wishlist. After all, I don't have my own I-pod yet.
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