The ultimate boomerang gift

2003-01-28 - 9:35 a.m.

Happy Birthday, Cutie!

Yup, today is Mike's birthday. Stupid having a birthday in between Christmas and Valentine's Day! Well, I was successful in buying what I think are fantabulous gifts (though I forgot to send the best one of the bunch - stupid me!), and I'm practically done with Valentine's Day (I have all of the ideas - it's all about execution at this point).

You should send Mike e-mail to wish him a happy birthday. Why? Because it will make him feel good about the world :-P. Actually, he's not the type that actually cares about that sort of thing. But anyway, you can catch him at work at mkarle@paychex.com or at home at mkarle@mail.colgatealumni.org.

Totally unrelated - yesterday was bubblewrap appreciation day. Everybody go an appreciate some bubble wrap. As somebody who just moved a laboratory (and who is still unpacking it), I have spent the past month or so appreciating bubble wrap. But I will go appreciate some more as soon as I'm done writing :-P

But the major topic of today is a very selfish concept that comes around during every birthday celebrated by half of a couple. That's right - birthday sex.

To me, birthday sex seems like a very selfish present. Sure, you can make it into a 'no holds barred' night, completely catering to the other person, which may seem noble. But really, you're benefitting just as much as they are. You're both gettin' some ass. Even if the night is all about them, and you don't even ask for anything in return, you're still no selfless giver. You're still getting something in return. You all know how fun it is to play somebody else like a musical instrument. Talk about a boomerang gift!

Don't get me wrong - Mike is definitely getting some belated birthday sex when he comes to visit me in 2 1/2 weeks. I'm not being some sort of weird activist on this topic. I'm just saying that I realize that I'm getting just as much out of it as he his.

Also unrelated - I was supposed to post something about the crazy weekend I had. Well, I told the stories so many times that I don't know if I actually want to write about it anymore. So maybe I'll make up a new story that's even wilder than the weekend I actually had. We'll see how inspired I get....