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01 August 2010 @ 08:30 pm
We just gave away 6, count them, 6 roosters to our neighbor. I am thrilled. He was thrilled, they are exactly the kind he was looking for to breed. He is letting them loose on his hens tomorrow, and says, "May the best man win." If there is one thing those roosters love to do, it is crow and breed, so that is two things, actually. Neither I nor my partner have, we discovered, any taste for slaughtering and butchering chickens.

Jasper the snake passed away on Friday. My heart is broken. We had ten years without an incident. Ten good years, followed by two horrific days.

And yesterday was my 34th birthday.

My copartner returns from Korea tomorrow and I get back on my old work schedule. From now until Burning Man, every day I vow to do at least one thing that furthers me becoming a parent.

After Burning Man, each day I will do at least one thing that furthers me finding a new, animal-related job, and at least one thing that allows me to be paid for writing.

Happy 35th year.
Lazy stormsongs wind through the nightsororbabylon on August 2nd, 2010 08:03 am (UTC)
And this is why you are beautiful.
Movie Geekmarc_e_heuck on August 3rd, 2010 11:57 am (UTC)
Happy belated birthday, and my deepest positivity towards your parental enterprises.
NightRythmnightrythm on August 3rd, 2010 08:02 pm (UTC)
Happy birthday! I'm sorry about Jasper. That must be very hard for you.

On a happier note, did you get the evite/facbook event for our housewarming?
Alouiciousalouicious on August 4th, 2010 07:07 pm (UTC)
I did, thank you. I shall try to attend.