I sort of forgot...it was my birthday last week. I got some pretty awesome presents! So, yeah- I'm 27 now. I like the idea (inspired by tristissima  ) that 27 is 3 cubed. Three is a good number and last night while attempting to fall asleep, some interesting numerology related to the numbers 3, 8, 7 and 11 bliped into my head. I won't divulge my logic (too personal and obscure) but it had...

tristissima , don't forget the latke party! I will call you tomorrow, too. And if you fail to make it, I will not smile or laugh or wiggle my nose around you for a whole month! You have been warned.

I like this definition . I've been out of school four months now, four whole months and neither new job nor writing in its academic wake. Well, since I don't bother to sleep at night anyway and I have such gleeful days of "f-un-employment" ahead of me ( tristissima 's words) wherein to prowl as my natural nocturnal self, I am indulging in that ubiquitous web-vanity of Blogging As If That Would...