Happy Birthday!!!
Everytime I post in a birthday thread, I try to come up with something more than just a simple ‘Happy Birthday’. So far, I’ve failed. 
Have a great (rest of the) day
Happy Birthday FX, 27 huh? You don’t look a day over 18.
Wow!
Happy Birthday, Flammi! May you have a wonderful, wonderful day!
Happy Birthday to you!!! Nice that you get a Happy Birthday back from those you say Happy Birthday too!
Hope you had a great day!!!
pezpunk: Sorry, your post must have slipped my mind. I noticed it, but maybe I was too busy blurring my consciousness at the time.
interface2x, lilbtagna, Necromancer, Steve Wright, cherry, Astroboy14: Thanks, y’all. 
Honeydew: It’s called payback. Just kidding… it’s called unsolicited reciprocation.
VenusProbe: Thanks… now how would you know?
Gartog, creativity isn’t required. Thanks for your simple wishes… sometimes simple is good, y’know. 
Ruby: I hope my next 27 will be better or as good as these other 27!
Johnny L.A.: I totally meant to post in your thread about being back, but forgot to. Maybe some other time you can employ that good excuse to get outta Californis!
sqampbear: Thanks so much! You don’t know the Chinese thing, eh? Watch carefully at the next monthly birthday thread. (or when someone else has a birthday around here that I’d like to acknowledge )
kambuckta: Thanks so much for that… I hope that was heard over in Alberta! (y’know… coming from overseas and all…)
jackelope: Don’t worry about it… I understand if you’ve been in a weird funk! Thanks for noticing my posts, too. I do notice yours when you write.
I spent last night blurring the edges of my newfound jaded cynicism with some 40% vodka… it worked tolerably, but not good enough. Oh well.
I’ve received birthday greetings from people at various other message boards, from people on my various IM lists, and a few birthday gifts.
My parents gave me a bright yellow shirt with a toucan (or some other bird) on it, plus a little birthstone bear. Not sure what else I will get, but I can guarantee you that I won’t receive books about toilets! (my friend Corey seems to think that’s what I’ll get, since I have all these Bathroom Readers)
I’ll try to pop in later on to tell you what happened today. I do know I’m going to hang out with my friend Yazmine later this afternoon… she can’t make it to my birthday dinner later tonight, so this is the next best thing. Later on, I’m going to have a birthday dinner at the Cactus Club with a few of my friends… my brother and his friend Eric accused me of “being full of self-promotion.” Well, who ELSE is going to promote it? Certainly not them!
Outta here now… a bit later than I should be. oh well.
F_X
Happy Birthday Leslie!
You rememebr everyone else’s birthday - glad to see we remembered yours when it came along!
27? You bucket-ass kid!
Big Southern California hug!
Ohhhhhh… so that’s what “flamsterette_x - It’s my birthday” in my IM list meant.
HB, old lady.
To F_X celebrating her birth:
May you have great joy and much mirth,
Drinking and dining with friends –
And greetings, ere this day ends,
From every last doper on Earth!
The Hydro Flame Planet’s agog!
Joy is everywhere! Even from Og
'Happy Birthdays" cascade
To our Flamsterette maid
27? Still spry as a frog!
Um, yeh, that last line needs work but my blood sugar’s low and the cranium is sprouting geraniums right now… Happy Natality anyway, F_X!
Happy Birthday to our own Happy Birthday lady herself, here’s wishing you many many more.
Now, where are the dancing kekkid mens ? Can’t have a party without dancing nekkid mens !
Rico: thanks for the birthday wishes! Here’s a big Vancouver hug back to you!
Cerowyn: Yes, that’s what it meant. You think I’d make up a day as being my birthday? (well, I COULD… but then that would have to remembered… too much deception going on there) For posterity’s sake, the Yahoo status I had was: “It’s my birthday… I feel older already.” Thanks for the wishes!
Sternvogel and EddyTeddyFreddy: you two have been limericking or writing poetry too much the past couple of days. 
But it’s all good… thanks for the creativity! Made me smile.
Ayesha: I seem to remember swampbear once saying he’d provide some dancing nekkid men for us if need be… or maybe they’d be for his own enjoyment. But if he won’t, I certainly don’t know of any I can hire out. Oh well.
The rest of my day was pretty cool. Went to meet my friend Yazmine at the mall; she gave me a lot of stuff: a candle, a notebook, stickers, and two ballpoint pens. We hung out for a while until she had to go home to do stuff.
Later, I went to the Cactus Club with my brother Jon and our friends Eric H., Eric M., Nathan, Erin, Danielle, and Phil. None of the friends who were my age came out. 
But I definitely had fun with everyone who did make it out. Danielle’s boyfriend Citrus tried to call her 11 times, and tried calling Nathan 5 times… they wondered what was with all the missed calls on their cellphones. Turns out that he wanted to wish me a happy birthday while he was on his break from work… unfortunately, it was over when we finally got back to him. Danielle passed on the message, though.
We had a good time laughing at Erin during dinner; Jon always says that we’ll have at least 2 hours’ worth of “wedding banquet roast material” on her. Also discussed an engagement story, and more weddings coming up. (Vernon and Sarah / Daniel and Michelle) Also discussed when you know it’s time to get married, and all of that kind of thing.
Eric H. gave me a card; Phil (and his sister Melia) got me a cactus and some Swedish candy; Danielle (and Citrus) got me writing paper and envelopes with pressed leaves on them; Nathan got me two goofy books (The Young Oxford Book of Timewarp Stories and The Action Heroine’s Handbook); and Erin got me a “Happy Birthday” balloon. Everyone paid for my dinner, and I got money out of Nathan’s man-purse (which had SO much change!) to pay for the green apple bubble tea I had later on at Dragon Ball.
I should add that Phil described his gift to me as “big, hairy, and alive.” With that description, of course I thought it was some sort of insect. So I told him half-jokingly: “If it’s a spider or something, I’ll kill you.” Thank goodness it turned out not to be the case.
Got home at about 11-ish, and got a very surprising offline message on Yahoo from someone who I haven’t talked to in a LONG time. Arthur wished me a happy birthday, wondered if I still remembered him, said he missed our pleasant chats, and hoped I was well. (I did attempt to talk to him when I first got Yahoo Messenger, but gave up after a few months when he wouldn’t respond to my messages or emails… he was a nice, gentle guy though!)
I also talked to Spoz for a little while… he called me a spelling Nazi (he should have seen my dodgy spelling last night when I was heavily influenced by vodka ), an old bastard (jokingly, of course), and also called me a robot. Just because my guesswork is pretty much accurate when figuring out the length of time between our respective birthdays… does NOT make me a robot!
F_X
I am dead-set against the idea of Flamsterette having a happy birthday!
It is against my religion. Also, I believe it threatens national security, seeing as how she lives rather close to the border between Canada and the U.S.
She must be stopped! Who’s with me?
Apparently, nobody agrees with you. Which is probably a damn good thing, too. (although that doesn’t mean you’ll escape my wrath next I see you online!)
I should add that Phil’s description of his cacrus as “big, hairy, and alive” led my weird subconscious to have a dream / nightmare last night about little kids finding bloody teratomas floating in public toilets. (which caused me to wake up this morning at 6:40 AM, after only 4.5 hours of sleep)
If you don’t know what a teratoma is (and aren’t easily grossed-out), do a Google web / image search on it. You’ll soon see why I thought the dream was so hideous and horrible.
F_X