The Leaky Faucet ...

I'm 24! Weird...

My apologies to everyone else, but I have to admit that the best birthday present of all was the wake up call from Kirstie who, half-way around the world, had been celebrating my birthday for almost a day before she had a chance to wish it to me personally - from a phone booth in the rain somewhere off the coast of India at some ungodly hour! Mostly it was so overwhelming... And Kirstie seems to always remember, where I almost always fail to. Honourable mention also goes out to two more: Jesse who managed to find his way to San Francisco for the weekend and was able to manage to both get me a generous gift of a lovely 26 of gold tequila (delivered via Jonesie! Thanks!) *and* call from the lovely island of San-something-or-other. The other, my brother who just showed up at my door in the evening with a card, an apology and an "I love you." I was shocked, touched, and very happy!

These three stand out more than the others but that doesn't make the others less touching! In fact it does the opposite - gathering with friends at Chianti's and then afterward, the Black Dog Freehouse, was quite the wonderful treat! I haven't been out for a night on Whyte Ave with a group of friends since Cory's and Jesse's birthdays in August. It certainly felt well overdue! They definitely did their share of showing me a good time.

And thanks out to all of those who couldn't make it but sent their wishes and thoughts in other ways! I thank you all, it means so much to me!