My journal is 1000!

[kleenexwoman]

1000 entries!

Oh yeah, and I turned 22 yesterday. I had a very quiet birthday, involving long walks through a parking lot with Seth, looking at the amazing clouds and watching a storm roll in, and absinthe (I had a little; it tasted like licorice and was very strong, and definitely made me feel funny but I did not hallucinate). I feel that 22 is not a big deal of a birthday. At 21, you can drink and have passed the last legal barrier into adulthood. At 22, you are...older than you were at 21. Whoop whoop. It's time to stop being excited about being on your own and time to start freaking out about the possibility of accidentally growing into a dull person.

Today was Mainstage, where all the little student clubs set up booths in a field and try to wrangle innocent freshmen into joining their club. The Fiction Collective finally got their shit together and set one up about a half hour after the thing had actually started. (There is a trend here.) Fortunately, we got a ton of people signing up for the mailing list and taking flyers, so maybe we won't die out after all.
(It's also kind of weird to think that this is the last Mainstage I will go to. Everything is just weird. What do I do after this?)

Comments

[anivad.livejournal.com]

Happy belated birthday!

I was waiting for the time difference to make it yesterday over there too, and then I forgot all about it. D:

...How's the PIT script?

[kleenexwoman.livejournal.com]

Thanks!

I banged out a couple of pages on the script and have been waiting for a spare moment when I can work on it again. I got a flash drive now, so I can actually work on it at school or wherever instead of waiting for my roommate to quiet down.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!

[wolf-heart9.livejournal.com]

I'd meant to tell you sooner, but my brain has melted with the impending start of my school semester. I did post pics today though to LJ.

But even if it was quiet, I hope your birthday was good!

*hugs*

Re: HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!

[kleenexwoman.livejournal.com]

Thank you! Good luck on the semester start. Hydrate so your brain doesn't overheat and melt out of your ears. *nods* Very important.

*hugs back*

Re: HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!

[wolf-heart9.livejournal.com]

Heh. I start tomorrow. Up at 7am. Ugh. I'm already exhausted. LOL

But it's just one class...

Belated Happy Birthday!

[fiat-knox.livejournal.com]

Many Happy Returns, cariad! :)

I technically became an adult at 16 back home, but it really took me until I was 23 before I really came into my own. By which time I had discovered the sheer, unadulterated joys of Discordianism, roleplaying games (specifically Traveller) and computer programming.

To most people, I tell them that the period between, say, 18 and 23 - you'll never remember. The year you spend as a 23 year old, you should never forget.

Re: Belated Happy Birthday!

[fiat-knox.livejournal.com]

So, like, you've got all that ahead of you. 'Sall I'm saying. :) Enjoy 22.

Re: Belated Happy Birthday!

[kleenexwoman.livejournal.com]

Why thank you!

I feel like I've discovered so much already--I have so much time ahead of me that I can't wait to see what else there is.

[cobaltnine.livejournal.com]

Now wait, there's two more tiny limits: at 25 people stop charging you an arm and a leg to rent a car, and at 35 one can become President. I don't recommend the latter, but the former is surprisingly important if one travels.

[kleenexwoman.livejournal.com]

Well, I do hope to travel. Luckily, I haven't had to shell out much money for a rented car yet. I'll probably end up being 25 before I can afford to travel extensively anyway. :(

[sir-dave.livejournal.com]

Happy birthday, there is for sure only one of you ;)

[kleenexwoman.livejournal.com]

Thank you!!!

[cortocorto.livejournal.com]

Happy Birthday!

[kleenexwoman.livejournal.com]

Thank you!

[dormant-shadow.livejournal.com]

Grad school is what you should do after Central, of course, because the real world is just too scary!

Mind, I can't really endorse grad school yet, as I don't technically start grad school for another two hours (which is when I'll be teaching my first class), but I've had a great time drinking with my fellow first-year MFAers. In my mind, that alone is worth it. :-)

[kleenexwoman.livejournal.com]

I really have to get off my ass and start collecting ways to get to grad school. And actually talking to professors and all that. :/

Good luck in your first class! (Since it's been a day or so, retroactive good luck.) Drinking with MFAers sounds like a good time anyway.

[josephwaldman.livejournal.com]

What? Rachel, sitting on your ass is the whole point of grad school. That's what it takes to get all your writing done: a sharp mind and a squishy, nerdly rear end.

God bless butt cheeks. They shouldn't be sexy but they are. I don't know why. But I ain't complaining.

[benprime.livejournal.com]

22 can be a very good year (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tSZnAN2YzQI). ...Ok it didn't rate a mention in the song, but that doesn't mean it won't be very good. It is full and ripe with possibility. Not least because you do _not_ know what you will do.

[kleenexwoman.livejournal.com]

:) I hope it will be. The possibilities seem endless and beautiful and absolutely terrifying.

[josephwaldman.livejournal.com]

Happy berfday, my sweet. Hope you got the card.

You're entering the first phase of true boring adulthood. It sucks, but you can't do anything about it. At least senility and incontinence are still several decades away.

WATCH THE CONVENTION!!!

[kleenexwoman.livejournal.com]

Thank you! I didn't get it yet, but I shall watch my mailbox.

I missed all the speeches :( And now I'm watching the after-speech coverage and now my roommate is channel-flipping because she got bored with it.

[josephwaldman.livejournal.com]

It's an e-card . . . you shudda gotten it by now?

Ah the speeches. We're entering quite a bobblehead phase in our human history, aren't we?

Always remember what it was like when we went down to see Clinton. Humanity at its most gloriously foul smelling peak. Mister Obama is gonna change things. All the bad shit we've had to go through -- WWII, 9/11 -- has been done away with. Bush held us through the storm, the dumb little fuck though he is, and that little speech he gave on the ruins of Ground Zero are ringing true. (Brainfart: I just realized that "Tourette Syndrome would make for one helluva name for a rockband.) Led Zeppelin is gonna tour this fall, and all of what Mister Crowley and his weird ways prophesied will come true: all are one and one is all, to be a rock and not to roll. Mama Earth is finally spinning as she should. The stars are in alignment. There is nothing that can stop us now.

Whew.

[dr-ninjapants.livejournal.com]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!

[kleenexwoman.livejournal.com]

Thank you!!!

[inkhornsybarite.livejournal.com]

22 is best year ever.

[kleenexwoman.livejournal.com]

\o/

[josephwaldman.livejournal.com]

Oh man, club day on campus. That's always fun.

My senior year I was for some weird reason a bit of a dandy. Part of it is that I'd always dressed like a total slob (ratty T-shirts, shredded jeans I'd owned since I was fourteen, horrible crappy sneakers) -- didn't even own a proper suit of clothes. Then all of a sudden that summer I got really self-conscious and did a bunch of shopping at Goodwill, and tried to wear the two or three suits I bought there as often as I could. So I showed up for the clubs fair that September dressed to the nines, and looked like a damn fool, because I was there in my capacity as president of college Dems, and looked like the asshole who was in charge of the college GOP, whose booth was right next to mine. I got a bunch of people to show up, but I think they thought I was a weirdo (I mean, a whole different kind of weirdo than I actually am -- and not a good one).

What do you do after this? You spend the next five or six years or so trying desperately to return to the womb that is college. You figure some more things out on your own. You drink beer and stare into space. Then you figure things out. (Puberty, unfortunately, doesn't end until you're thirty or so, with all its raging hormones and uncertainties.)

[neverreal.livejournal.com]

Happy 1000 entries!
And happy belated birthday!!
Also, I didn't know I was older than you. Only marginally, but still. Clearly, every year we have known each other I've somehow not realised that. (Please forgive the terrible structure of that sentence!!)

[kleenexwoman.livejournal.com]

Thank you and thank you!

I didn't know that either! One doesn't think of these things online, where everyone is only as old as their blog.