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entry for 2003-06-25 (13:55)
In which our plucky young hero updates.
So what did my birthday mean to me?
It meant the first birthday I've spent as a Torontonian.
It meant Great Big Sea playing in front of 10,000 people at the Molson Amphitheatre, and singing along with "Mari-Mac" and catching the pleasant grassy scent of pot in the air.
It meant catching a fireworks display immediately afterward, lighting the sky on fire.
It meant chatting with a librarian from Seattle, who was in town for the ALA convention.
It meant walking along Queen Street West on my way to my favorite bar for a screwdriver made with fresh-squeezed orange juice.
Most of all, it meant feeling, for the first time in a long time, that home is where I am.
And sure, the new computer's nice and all, but I think feeling like I'm home is the best gift I could ever give myself.(Browse: previous or next. Notes: post or read.)
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