01.09.2002
*hums quietly* happy birthday to you... today is the 2nd birthday for journal.i thought about doing a big ol' retrospective sort of entry like last year, with selected highlights and lowlights, and a meditation on how writing has changed my life, given me whiter teeth and better skin and fame and fortune.
but i don't think i'll do any of that.
the journal threw a Terrible Twos fit, and said it would have no part of that. and frankly, i don't have the patience to talk it out of it. or into it. see, i don't even know which direction i'm going in.
i'm so looking forward to the Terrible Twos. the journal has learned how to scream no, and beat its little fists on the floor, and splat jelly on the wall when i don't make the peanut butter and jelly sandwiches *just right*.
as if it wasn't enough that i'm owned by two cats, now this. snarky little bugger.
*sigh* i don't think i'll even bother with a cake. the journal would probably stuff a few of the candles up its nose, and eat the rest of them, never mind that wax isn't really good for your digestive track.
and the journal is pretty damn cranky that i didn't get it a pony.