Strange Magic

I received ELO's greatest hits for my birthday. I wish it was more like def leppards greatest hits where they had the good sense to put all the show stoppers on one of the two discs. If I want to hear evil woman and don't bring me down, I have to change discs. Frustrating - yet still brilliant.

Oddly, none of the ELO collections have any of the Xanadu songs on them. I guess those rights are being held hostage. It doesn't seem like a definative collection without All Over the World though.

Jeff Lynne - you are awesome, if somewhat out of place in the Travelling Wilburys. You make me want to rollerskate!

Lately the typos in my blog have been out of control. I hate the spellchecker and, much like in my job, have no desire to check my work.

Unrelated

Best part about my wedding? I have not, nor will I ever, have to set foot in any place with the word bridal in the title. I would so annoyed if I was having anything conventional at my wedding.

Happy Birthday To Me

So it is my birthday today and I predict that it will be a relatively anti-climatic event. There have been great presents from Daniel, if a bit too much considering our current financial state; There have been some unpleasant dealings with a friend, followed by a ridiculous on slaught of e-cards; and perhaps as a nod to my inevitable mortality, there was a dream that I was dead (if you are reading this and your name is mike, try hard not to read anything into it) - In this dream, I was watching the soon to be produced rollergirls documentary and when the credits rolled - there I was, listed as "The Late Precious Moments", in big block letters over a picture of me in a boxing getup. It was just about as cute as a picture of me could be though, despite the boxing gloves and satin robe. Perhaps it is an omen? I predict cancer as it is really the only thing left.

It has been a strange year, with a mix of the best and worst things that have ever happened to me. If I could have one birthday wish, it would be to get out of this soul sucking job, where every day I get deeper and deeper in debt and am made to feel like a idiot child barely capable of filling out my own timesheet (yes, I have a timesheet - laugh away). Recently, I was accused of being depressed and despondent, to which I say - wouldn't you be if your job was bullshit, paid half of what you used to make and required absolutely no brain cells? Anyway, my ass looks totally good in these pants, which I would have never bought if I didn't have to wear different clothes to work - so that's an upside.

In a complete role reversal, my mother sent me an e-card and claims that a gift is on the way (though I will believe it when I see it - it will be my first birthday gift from my mother since I left seattle 9 years ago) and my father completely forgot about my birthday when he was IMing me (probably because his wife wasn't up yet to remind him). To this day, if you ask my dad what year I was born, he will tell you 1977 - why? I don't really know.

I took some other things out here, as I don't want to be a downer on my birthday. Mostly it was just me, yet again, asking the question: "Why do things have to change? Why can't they stay the same"

Tonight, I will go to lakeside, ride some rides and enjoy the lights. As a present to myself, I put the $400 repair for the dryer on my credit card so I will try to do some laundry too - as my house is currently buried in it.