Thank You for the Birthday Love

This is a superquick post to say THANK YOU for all the sweet birthday wishes I recieved on LJ, Barbarians, my email, voice mail, and in person. My friends are the BEST. It was a great birthday except for something that Mother Nature did, which has me feeling sad and disappointed. (Wicked wind storm shattered my favorite tree. Kaput.) 

I would go on to enumerate the amazing, fantastic qualities of my peeps and describe in detail my gratitude, but I can’t because I’m racing a deadline this morning and have plans for the afternoon.

I wrote a similar message to Barbarians, but I’m not on the list and it won’t let me post. Admin? Admin? Help!

4 Responses to “Thank You for the Birthday Love”

  • foseelovechild
    May 23, 2008 at 1:27 pm

    I checked and there are no pending requests. weird. your saranian account is a member your other email account isn’t subscribed. would you like me to subscribe that one?


  • sarabellae
    May 23, 2008 at 1:50 pm

    Yes, please! Use the account that has bella in it. I don’t get the saranian mail on my computer, for a reason I cannot now remember.


  • foseelovechild
    May 23, 2008 at 2:07 pm

    I don’t know what that email address is.


  • toxgunn
    May 26, 2008 at 11:36 pm

    And a belated happy bday from one who was actually offline! Glad to hear it contained so much love.


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