Yesterday was my birthday, making me old and geriatric and arthritic now; 21. My dad reminded me of the fact that when I was thirteen or so I’d predicted that I would have made my first million dollars by now. I gave him and update on my (negative) bank ballance and a new estimate of perhaps thirty years old to make my million. I don’t know how, I don’t know where, but it’s possible.
Anyway, the day was fab with the gentleman friend coming up from London to visit, receiving amazing artwork, household-type gifts and a great meal with my family. It was great. I should turn 21 more frequently.
Thanks everyone!
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Happy belated birthday! I’m glad it was a good day. Also, where might one acquire a gentleman friend? I’m in desperate need of one to, uhm, hang some pictures.
Patience, Patrick, patience. By the time you’re ready to retire, a million bucks will get you a McDonald’s Happy Meal and the world will be chockablock with homeless millionaires.
Glad you liked the artwork. It was my pleasure to give it to you. By the time you make that first million, I am sure you will have added to that first piece.
Happy belated birthday, Padz! I had no idea… Glad you enjoyed all the prezzies.
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Thanks! I’m not very good at telling people about it because I hate the idea of forcing events on people. But thanks a lot Alberto. Super nice of you to say so! You must be in touch in Leeds – I haven’t seen you in simply ages!