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The excitement of being me means that tonight I've got a lot of work done, unexpectedly. It's a weather thing, mostly. There was a strange shift from 2 am and it gave me an even stranger asthma attack. I worked until 2 am and slept for two hours. Right now, I can't lie down and breathe at the same time.

This is not the end of the universe as we know it, but it does mean I'm rather glad that my birthday is an extended one.

I've run out of work that's not writing or reading (the brain is only operative at certain levels when there is this little oxygen in the lungs) and so I'm going to have to try to sleep again. Wish me luck!




PS I haven't seen all the Ditmar results yet because of the asthma. I'll take a proper look later in the week. In the meantime, congrats to everyone.

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My birthday is short on breath (although not as short as last night - everything is now rsepectably stable) but long on friendship. I even have a birthday cake. Did I say that? A friend brought me a kosher for Passover cake over from the US and dropped in the other day to leave it with me. I get a splendrous cake at my birthday party (Sharyn has threatened me with one) but I get a neat layered choc cake today, seasonally edible. And, in about a ahlf hour, a few of my friends are dropping by.

I'm having a lovely birthday - thank you all.

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My birthday present to myself (I always give myself a birthday present) is my new BiblioBuffet article. You've seen the makings of it already, on this blog: http://www.bibliobuffet.com/bookish-dreaming

My god-daughter is totally gorgeous and has just turned 22 months. She and I like the same cheese and the same toys. She fell in love with a certain crowing cock a friend gave me and her mother was *so* happy that it stays here rather than goes back to Melbourne.

Competition extension

I talked about a competition here: http://gillpolack.livejournal.com/788863.html

Much chocolate cake (my friends tonight surprised me with some wonderful, wonderful things) and wine and I feel almost terrifyingly mellow. Since the committee isn't meeting until Sunday, you can all have until Thursday night to get entries in. Mary Victoria is still the person to beat. (I think I'll render your entries anonymous before putting them before the committee, though, just to be fair.)

And now, I need to go play with my birthday presents. Also to jump around happily for a bit. And watch Smallville (borrowed from Val and Mike). And maybe to wear off a bit of amazing birthday food. And to smile about the joy in life that good friends bring with them, in and of themselves and also in the bags they carry.

If any of you have any worries about turning fifty, dismiss them now. It's a very good place to be.

PS There were indeed yachts at the Yacht Club and the lake almost had ripples.