6:53 p.m. - Tuesday, Mar. 09, 2004
Birthday Aftermath
Hello everyone. Thankyou for all your support following my decsion to delay growing up for a whole year. I am still very happy and excited about it but have no solid plans or any idea where the money might come from...I'm leaving all that til after finals.

My boy is now 22! How old. It's SO ODD that it's now 2004 and we're almost both 22. When we came here to university in 2000, both not long 18, this was the distant future. Doesn't the 9th of March 2004 sound in the future to you?? Sometimes I think I'll wake up and it'll be 3 years ago. You deserve a kiss if you understand me, so few people do. There are kisses availible if not too, because Bob thinks I'm crackers for thinking we're living beyond the present.

Ho hum.

Today was a pretty poor day, just tired and grey and bland and bleak. Not terrifyingly sad, not raging and suicidal, not happy and breezy. Just grey and floppy, like bobbly over washed underwear.

We went out for tapas for Bob's birthday, but it descended into a free for all when the bill came. A £335 bill to be split between 24 people and no-one knows what they ate! It was sorted out in the end, but not before I'd had a panic attack into Bob's drunken chest. Mia took me home though and she and Rocco chose to wish the cabbie a merry christmas and a happy new year. We are so old, feeling wild and drunk getting home at 10.45 having had a glass of sangria. Ooh, get us, dirty stopouts!

Bob is not at his best today. Poor boy didn't want to get trolleyed, but sadly had no choice. People will buy drinks, and birthday people have to drink them. Silly Bob though. Apparently his tummy was all blown up like a balloon this morning. It is one of those days I am glad I don't live with him.

I hope you're all happy and well. I love you lots you know! There are few things in life as cheering as a guestbook message from one of my pals, or even a stranger. I love my online diary, and I love reading everyone else's too. There's a reason for me to be cheerful on this grey day

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