Happy, happy, birthday. To me!
Hmm.. its hard for me to even find the words to communicate my amazing birthday. To be frank (hi frank) I didn't really want anything, I don't need anything, I've already had all the presents I could have gotten. A good life, fine friends, laughs, health, girl, etc. So I was really just happy to be, and to know that this year has been so amazing.
My friends are so wonderful.. Steve gave me a kitsch old skool yellow color pokemon gameboy, a packet of quattro biscuits and batteries. Moscow left a bag full of candy and biscuits on my door and a framed picture of Elvis. Austin sent me a Prince Harry and William postcard in an envelope full of confetti. Sophie sent a giant lipsmacker, some letters and pictures she drew. Zack gave me a big bag of Mexican corn-flour and Dominca gave me a mint vintage box of "Squatter" the Australian wool game.
And then..
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Waking hungover from our night of fake blood and glad wrap.. I receive a phone call from Ben,
"Did you get our message? Read the first clue."
I run to his room where this mysterious first clue is hidden, and so begins an eight part adventure of poems and treasure finding, with hidden treats and presents throughout the house. Candy, Wizz Fizz, Toy Robots, Kaleidoscopes. they know me so well! The last clue leads me to two tapes, labeled, one and two. "Insert the first tape" it says.
I run to the tape player and push play. Ben speaks.
"So Pablo.. you've made it to the final clue, you have come far in your journey, now that you have overcome the eight treacherous puzzles it is time for you to receive your real present. Congratulations on completing your quest, your present is..
two tickets to..
*Please insert tape 2*"
DAMMIT!
I rush to insert the second tape..
It's comin' back around again!
This is for the people of the sun!
OH MY GOD!! RAGE!!!!!!
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Pixie and I jumped up and down screaming like crazy into the living room. I call them back, Ben and Megs were hoping to buy the tickets that day, unaware the show sold out in minutes. Dammit! I thought it was too good to be true.. But what a thought on their behalf!
We sorted it out, we're getting tickets to the Big Day Out instead. So I'll still see Rage. OMG. I'm so excited! I even wrote OMG. Right there, did you see it? O.M.G.
Pix and I went into my room, we lay in bed eating candy and watching simpsons. "Damn, I need more sleep".. "Me too".. "Can't sleep.." "Wanna smoke a joint?" .. "Yes, oh god yes"...
We almost had everything we needed, but no papers. I lumbered around my room, searching. "God, it's my birthday, all I want from you is a tally ho" .. I think this in my head. I open my bottom drawer as a final resort and staring at me is a big piece of cardboard with "BOB" written on it,
and four rolling papers on top.
Thanks Bob.
We smoked j's and slept in till 5 pm. Where we went on a frantic burger and shopping expedition. We bought food and made a giant penis shaped cheesecake. Zoe dropped by and drove me to feed Z and Indigo, (Milo and Carolines amazing dogs). Came back to Kieran and his friend, we had delicious Aztec Soup and Mexican Pie. Dominca was there too. The party ended up with us dancing to Russian music and Frank Sinatra in the kitchen, me with roller skates, Dominca and pixie dirty dancing, and Keiran and friend just going off.
Normally I would have a lot more friends at my birthday party, but they are all gone. All.of.them. I mean, like fifteen people I'm good friends with have all gone traveling for the next two weeks, it's like this mass exodus. Where everyone I know leaves Melbourne, and I stay, to start work, while my mother visits.
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P.S - I MISS RACHEL
