Prophecy...
Jan. 19th, 2006 07:35 pmMy sister lies about her age. This means she also lies about mine, as she is bizzarely determined not to lie about the gap between our ages. Odd, but she's a Telford; you have to expect these things.
My lovely sister has bought me membership of Dusk for my birthday. Cocktails. Num.
(There's a point here, it's not just a random tangent. Honest)
Last year, at my celebratory birthday dinner at the best Chinese restaurant in the world, the delightful
vilenspotens decided that the best way to ensure I enjoyed my birthday was to continue the tradition started by him and the lovely
old_corbie of making all present say things about how great I am. There was much embarrasment, but I love it really. We all do. :) Mr Dave Young described me as 'eternally 30', this being the best age, it seems. When you are old enough to know better and young enough not to care, or similar. I liked this. :)
Remember that point I promised?
My sister has lied about my age on my Dusk application. Guess how old she's said I am?
Dave Young. Prophet of the new millenium. *grin*
My lovely sister has bought me membership of Dusk for my birthday. Cocktails. Num.
(There's a point here, it's not just a random tangent. Honest)
Last year, at my celebratory birthday dinner at the best Chinese restaurant in the world, the delightful
Remember that point I promised?
My sister has lied about my age on my Dusk application. Guess how old she's said I am?
Dave Young. Prophet of the new millenium. *grin*