So I failed on my birthday quest. OK, I’ve not failed, but I’ve hit a minor bump in the road.
I had hoped to have the word kanji word for “alchemist” tatooed to my right shoulder for my birthday. I even spent a good portion of my free time trying to find the right word. I think I have a close aproximation, but it’s not as exact, and I’m still a little unsure as to the right kanji.
I have friends who endorse this commemoration of my 30th birthday (which was yesterday), but did caution me in one thing :
Aside from the fact that I have yet to tell Renee, my loving wife of this plan (that whole forgiveness is easier to ask for thing), since I’m unsure of the exact word for alchemist, I decided against getting the tatoo.
Mostly because, if I’m wrong, having what I currently know permanently applied to my skin could make me a laughing stock world-wide.
Damn, I guess I’m going to have to let Renee in on this thing after all. Unless she reads my LJ, at which point, I’m sleeping in the truck tonight. That could suck.
Whoa! Was I early. I got to stop off at Fortune Garden in RTP and visit with some friends – Anna and Vern. It was a little bittersweet, as we talked about our mutual friend Tom, who died in a car crash almost two years ago. We figure he’s in Thailand drinking a beer and smoking a cigarette right now, because that’s where he wanted to be anyway *grin*.
TriLUG went really well. We talked about what we, as an org, wanted to do for the next year. There were a bunch of great ideas, I think a good time was had by all.
So anyway, that’s the run down of my birthday. I had fun, anyway…