Still kicking.



Today at the counter at H&M, whilst buying skirt that is likely way too short for a 36-year-old lady with her 36-year-old-lady-parts:
Countergirl: How are you today?
Me: Pretty good. It's my birthday!
Countergirl: Oh yea, how old are you?
Me (making only a tiny little face): 36!
Countergirl: Oh that's not that old. You're two years younger than my mother.
...
OK, what?
Anyway, it's my birthday and I now own a really short skirt.
Later, Jonny's taking me for Korean food and then I'm having drinks with friends and then I am going to go to sleep and wake up tomorrow and it will be another day and it will be back to work. But for today, I am enjoying myself. Adolescent retail workers and their mouths aside. (11/01/07)