And she doesn’t want anything.

I’ve tried out right asking, I’ve tried getting her to make a Wishlistr, I’ve tried subtly inquiring to find out if there is anything she wants but doesn’t realise…but to no joy.

I don’t know what to get for her.

And I can’t *do* things, like I would in previous years. Like, we can’t really go for a meal, just the two of us, because Sophie would need watched and would need breastfed ever 2 hours or so.

I’m not gonna give her coupons for her to redeem to have me take Soph off her hands sometimes, because, well, I do that anyway.

She doesn’t wear jewellery at the minute because it might scratch Soph.

Flowers die.

This is tough. It’s never been this difficult before. And soon, her sisters and mum are gonna start asking me what she wants, and I’m not gonna have any answers.

So……….if anyone has an ideas…even just half an idea that I can work on and finish….an unpolished thought….I’ll take it.

ACTIVE TUMBLR BRAINSTORM / MINDMAP GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

That wishllistr that I’d been pimping out….well, a bunch of them got together and chipped in to get me a Kindle and a Fujifilm Instax 210. 

I was pretty much speechless. And today I’m going to attempt a fairly soppy thank you letter ( because some of the contributors are far far away :( and couldn’t see my shit-eater grin as I unwrapped the gifts ).

Then we had an old school night on the town, where I don’t think I had the same drink twice ( pint of tennants, jack and coke, rum and coke, half a fishbowl, vodka and coke, cider, jaegerbomb, jaeger and diet irn bru, a couple of sambuca shots, another beer )

Then, once my hangover has dissipated, Rosie and Kris came over, showering me with more gifts that I don’t deserve. And then we ate pizza and cake!

All this, and it’s not even my birthday yet!!!!! 

Like, I don’t even remember the last time, it was soooo long ago.

But tonight. Tonight. Furys. Let’s fucking do this. 

I think I’m handling it quite well. I haven’t cried yet.

I’ve had people tell me that 30 isn’t that old. But, I remember a time before the internet.

I remember there being only 4 channels.

Shit, one of my first TVs, didn’t store the channels…..if you wanted to change to BBC1, you had to retune every time. It was just a dial, that 90% of it was static, and you’d feel like you were cracking a safe, where every now and again, you’d hit upon a channel.

I remember when stations closed for the night. They turned off…stopped transmitting.

I remember when email addresses were GIVEN to you….you didn’t choose it, it was a number, like a phone number. No hot_guy_69@whatever.com…you were 1316462006978@compuserv.com

I remember when THIS was the pinnacle of gaming technology ( I had a Spectrum +3 )

I remember getting milk at school.

I remember you had to be actually in the house to make a phone call! I remember not being able to use the house phone and the internet at the same time!

I remember when I could go into HMV without thinking “Do they have to play the music so loud?”

I REMEMBER WHEN EDDIE MURPHY WAS FUNNY! 

I remember seeing Jurassic Park in the cinema, first week it opened. It was a PG13 and I was 11. I snuck the fuck in and to this day, I still jump at the same fucking bit ( raptor snorting on the glass ).

I know I’m not the oldest person on Tumblr ( That’s Doug, surely ¬_¬ ) but, I do feel old. Or maybe, just a lot has changed in the last 30 years. Maybe other generations wont feel like this, because the change wont be as noticeable.

Katie wants to get me something…significant.

Something important, something monumental, something special.

But I don’t know what I want. And with less than 30 days to go, the chance of getting something from overseas is practically nil, now.

I’m so ill-prepared for this. I possibly mean that in the emotional sense as well.

SO! Any ideas for a present that says

FUCK YEAH YOU HAVE SURVIVED 30 FUCKING YEARS AND MOST OF YOU STILL FUNCTIONS ADEQUATELY

yet isn’t silly expensive ( like, total max budget of around £150 MAX )?

It’s Gravitys Gone’s birthday today!

Y’all should go with Miche a very happy birthday, because she is lovely. We’re hoping to see her and her lovely wife Jen tomorrow for some Sophie cuddles.

Top tip: Have a baby, never need to spend money on birthday presents for your friends again. Just dole out hugs and shitty drawing that your kid has done. Result! 

http://harperlaike.tumblr.com/

if you don’t already. Because it’s his birthday today, and even though he likes ADTR, he’s still sorta alright.

http://allyishot.tumblr.com/

Because it’s his birthday. Of course. It’s not just some poorly conceived practical joke. Or is it?

PLUS! Since you like gaming and hot chicks and funny things, you may as well follow his blog too, since, it’s a bit good.

I ran my work because the boss is away, came home, rushed out to Katie’s mum for an epic huge dinner and epic huge lols with her 2 sisters, and now we’re back home.

I’m stuffed and I’m pooped. So. Bed, it is.