I'm old. And feeling unusually lonely. Which perhaps may be occurring due to the unusual imminence of Valentine's Day, or the copious amounts of Gilmore Girls, season 1 which I've been voratiously watching.
My birthday has definitely turned out better than I expected. Amy, Travis, and Luke drove into town just to come to my birthday dinner, despite snow on the mountains, which was really nice. It meant a lot to me. I received unexpected gifts, received many birthday salutations, and found that one of my dreams has come true: there's a cafe in Provo which has the right atmosphere + decaffeinated products for Laura to buy in large amounts. A haven in the conservative environs of Utah.
I experienced my first blind date, which wasn't great, but it wasn't intolerably horrible either.
And now I must go plunge myself into additional Valentine's celebrations. I can't wait for the day when Valentine's means more than an optimistic, trying to distance my loneliness, let's celebrate love in general day.
I hope this next year treats me well.
Sunday, February 13, 2005
Officially an Adult
Posted by voyageuse at 6:28 PM
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