July 23, 2007
XXXIV
I've now hung on to this planet for thirty-four revolutions around the sun. I'll be having a party in a couple weeks to commemorate the occasion with friends, but I'm feeling reflective at the moment. What have I accomplished with my life? What does my future hold?
Hang on, there's someone at the door.
How strange. A rather attractive woman in a police uniform has just walked in here and told me I've been a very bad boy. I'd better figure out exactly what she wants. Thanks to everyone who has sent me birthday wishes.
Posted by wintermute2_0 at July 23, 2007 10:48 PM
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Coming back from Bretagne in France, I'm glad to regain the opportunity to read The 19th Floor again. I missed it, really. Beautiful landscapes, long walks and excellent food don't make up for such a precious thing.
No need to ask yourself if you have accomplished something in your life, Marc.
I have the image of you as a good boy who is intelligent and full of humour, someone who can enjoy life, even with SMA.
Posted by: Mieke Verstraete at July 24, 2007 04:51 AM
Happy Birthday, Mark!
Posted by: Penny at July 24, 2007 08:29 AM
You go boy. Well wishes to you.
Posted by: Kris at July 24, 2007 01:24 PM