What 20 was:
+ A ludicrous amount of traveling, mostly alone.
+ Adopting my beautiful little monster (Leo) from an overcrowded shelter!
+ Seeing Jarvis Cocker perform. You have to understand, I got into Pulp after they'd stopped doing anything. I never thought I'd get to see Jarvis Cocker live, but I was wrong!
+ Seeing Ted Leo + Rx three times, including the time I convinced a rather dim security guard I was allowed backstage just before the encore. Ted Leo shows are one of my favorite things in the whole entire world.
+ Discovering the power of changing my hair. It went reddish, then pink, then I had most of it cut off. The last part probably means the most to me even if it's the one people seem to like the least. I know it sounds cheesy, but for me, having all my hair cut off means dealing with what's there instead of what I've been hiding behind.
+ Leaving Los Angeles, moving back to the place that I built my silly ideals on in the first place.
+ Liking a nice boy for the first time.
What I want 21 to be:
+ Good times doing good things with good people.
+ More traveling, preferably not alone.
+ Being awesome.
+ Seeing Ted Leo some more.
...And I guess it'd be alright if it turns out that nice boy likes me back, too.
Happy my birthday!
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