Hit 40

I'm not ripping off Hit 40's bloggy ID, I really did hit 40 last Friday. THANKS FOR ALL THE BIRTHDAY GREETINGS, FUCKERS! As befitting a man of my youth and vigor, I celebrated by going home after work, ordering a pizza, and going to bed early. I invited Kira down for a visit, but she decided she'd rather chop off her own finger than see me. I tend to affect women that way. She and her hubby Alex sent me some sharp objects, a violent videogame, and a blood-soaked movie with lots of Japanese schoolgirls. Stabby shooty bunny! They know me so well.

Saturday I went to an awards ceremony honoring people who worked to establish better Japan-America relationships in the local community. All races of people represented except for the Japanese. Okay, one white guy had a bunny bride, but otherwise - zip. My experience with the local Japanese is that they only attend events when they get to mingle with other Japanese. Then I went to the mall to buy pants and found the missing Asians - at least the teeenyboppers and their mothers. I still don't know where to find the singles over 30.

And then that evening I completed Ultima IV and became the Avatar of Britannia. I bet you find me sexy now.

I was planning to have a major mid-life crisis and to throw a real hissy fit over turning 40, but I've been sick since I turned 39 and this is the best I've felt in a year. My blood sugar is finally down to safe levels and I'm more mobile than I have been. Of course, since I spent most of 39 in bed, maybe this birthday doesn't count.

Bunny!