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Thursday, August 21, 2003

CROSS-TRAINING

One of my friends from work is hosting a fundraiser tonight at a local watering hole. He's running a marathon later this year and is raising money for the Leukemia and Lymphoma Society. I respect the fact that he's boozing it up during his race training. I've been subscribing to that same marathon exercise regimen recently, just without all of that pesky running.
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mattchun 8/21/2003 06:22:00 PM [+] ::
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GO SHORTY, IT'S YOUR BIRTHDAY

On Saturday night, I celebrated my birthday with a gathering of friends in Boston. Yes folks, I'm now twenty-six.

The celebration started with a sumptuous meal, which was for the most part uneventful, save for the piercing laughter of a bachelorette party that was sharing the dining room with us. There is something unique and frightening about the laughter of a bachelorette party. Perhaps it's the way the condom-covered veils reflect the sound.

The evening was, as birthdays often are, a bit of a blur. There was the flood of celebratory liquor, which, much to my dismay, included a number of tequila shots. It's funny how the taste of tequila lingers in your mouth, even after frenzied toothbrushing and mouth gargling. It's like the smell of a garbage can after you've taken out the trash, or the way a pair of gym shorts adopts the odor its owner.

Needless to say, I wasn't exactly early-to-rise on Sunday morning. Still, I had a nice brunch on Newbury Street and fielded phone calls from family. The highlight of these phone calls was a conversation with my 3-year-old nephew, who warbled, "Hi-Uncle-Matt-are-you-going-to-have-streamers-and-balloons-and-cake-and-party-hats-for-your-birthday?" in that stream-of-consciousness, sing-song manner of speech that children often use.

He's celebrating his birthday soon as well. I hope he has as much fun on his birthday as I did on mine -- but hopefully without the tequila.
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mattchun 8/18/2003 09:29:00 AM [+] ::
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