Happy birthday

I'm working on my bike machine, because i don't have a real bike.

I'm also thinking about seeing if there are other musicians around who would be interested in playing with me. I am a little apprehensive of just looking at posts online or ads, just because it's so hit-or-miss. It's great if I were to get a hit, though.

I am having my periodic period of doubt about wanting to be a lawyer. What's so great about it anyway? Money? I guess. But it doesn't hide the fact that the job lacks any outlet for personality or personal expression. You are, after all, your client's agent. Client.

Aaahhh, I don't know.

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And this weekend, he had his birthday party. It was a huge success because he carefully planned all of the dinner. I had helped him choose a menu, so I could participate in some way. I also sent him the song at midnight exactly, just when I said I would. He said he loves it. I like it when he can see his friends. He said it was a sort of goodbye, because he doesn't anticipate being able to host them all--he plans to be on this side of the ocean.

I think we've evolved int the type of couple composed of two halves, the kind that makes you want to run away screaming when you see it because they're just so loovvving. Oh well. We're joined at the hip at 6000 miles. It's pretty good, actually. I feel we're much closer than most couples who live under the same roof. Beyond comparison, the kind that most people only wish they were in. It's perfect. Perfect.

But in the end, I still don't know if I want to be a lawyer.