Twenty Seven

Today's blog is bought to you by the number Twenty Seven (27 for those of you who never learned to spell numbers at school >.>) and by the words Birth and Day.

Oh ho ho! Yes, I am the funny man!

No, really! (~_~;)

Okay, it's my birthday. Many happy returns to me and all that.

So far today I have:

1) Opened an awesome present from Mr.S. Jones which I shall be watching later today - Remastered "Transformers: The Movie" - the original animated one with the awesome soundtrack (in 5.1 surround no less!!)

2) Been pestered by the Jehovah's Witnesses. Did they know it's my birthday? Our local J-Man is a nice guy called Richard who I did have a chat with at one point about stuff. Unfortunately I was sat at the pc in nowt but my dressing gown, some slippers, and a glazed smile, and thus standing at the door talking to him this morning may have been a bit chilly. Besides, I was working.

3) Been 'entertained' by my LOVEY sister's birthday card. "Brother, you are Fantastic, Wonderful, Marvellous, Charming, but above all..."

Yeah, cos I didn't see that one coming...

"...Gullible."

Oh ho. Hoho. Haahahahaohahaoah. *sides burst*

4) However, she did buy me some Thornton chocolate toffees. Which I shall attempt not to eat all of today.

So yeah. 27. I've always been a bid advocate of the somewhat chauvinistic phrase: "You're only as old as the woman you feel." This has always generally left me a lot younger than I would appear ( thank you laydees <3 ), ranging from...well...let's not go there actually.

At the moment of course I like to think this makes me "ageless". Vanity? Moi? Naaaah!

And now, I think it is about time I got some proper clothes on and did something... *\(^_^)/*