some things i wish i had

so, my birthday.

yeah.

this next one, this one coming up? it's an unwelcome one. my second unwelcome birthday ever. the other one was twenty-seven. i used'ta didn't care. i think now i do.

i never, repeat NEVER used to say anything about my birthday because i wanted people to do something about it ONLY if they remembered and cared enough to do something about it of their own initiative. i have discovered over time that this VERY RARELY happens, because people forget and are busy (otherwise involved). so i no longer feel bashful about mentioning my birthday, but i all's i want for my efforts is for people to tell me happy birthday, and i'm satisfied.

and. i used to have friends who would create lists of things they wanted for their birthdays, or christmas. this stupefied me. i could never have thought of amassing a wish-list of material things and submitting it for others to fulfill. it's just not my personality.

recently someone asked me what i want. in general. things i wish i had, you know?

so. in no particular order:

• the ability to dance
• the gift of gab
• a clean domicile
• a contagious laugh
• a guarantee that i will never be hurt like that again
• a quick and easy death
• a quick and easy life. okay not these two things for real.
• three extra inches of height, preferably in the tib-fib area
• a carefree attitude
• resistance to allergens
• an S.O.
• a hint of athletic ability
• oh, and the ability to draw
• all the years of hard work behind me, and the best years of my career ahead
• the perfect little black dress
• the perfect little red dress
• just the right amount of disinhibition
• a piano
• 20/20 vision
• more wisdom

only thirty-six shopping days left, folks. hop to it.