FutureMe Says Happy Birthday!

Today is my 21st birthday. I got a billion texts and Facebook wall posts, five birthday cards, and three or four phone calls from family, but only one email from the past.

The following is an e-mail from the past, composed 7 months and 18 days ago, on January 25, 2011. It is being delivered from the past through FutureMe.org

Dear FutureMe,
You are now 21 years old. Please don't make a fool of yourself, drink until you're sick, or gamble all your money away. Stay safe, and stay smart.
~PastMe

I Am Old.

So, yesterday I turned twenty. And I feel weird about being twenty, because I've had the -teen suffix for so long now. It was also weird not having my family around for the first time. However, I did get to party. The local LGBT group, EIU Pride, had their welcome reception yesterday, and not only did I go, but I also helped plan it and purchase food and decorations. I like to get involved. So, I was there for about three hours, and then I went back to the dorm to eat Jello and open presents. I got a signed picture of Leonard Nimoy, which is now hanging above my bed to watch over me. I also got the single weirdest CD I have ever heard of: "Spaced Out: The Very Best of Leonard Nimoy and William Shatner". The best track, of course, is 'Ballad of Bilbo Baggins', which Spock and I use to annoy the hell out of each other. In case you haven't been subjected to it yet, here you go. Dig that crazy bassoon! I also got some fun trinkets from my aunt in Southern Illinois; the bunches of matching oriental stuff made me smile.
For my birthday, despite the fact that it was yesterday, I will do a list of...
20 Things that Make Me Smile
_{In no particular order}
1. Babies laughing

2. Smiley faces in food

3. Playing cards

4. Rainbows

5. Watching scary movies with my dad

6. Halloween shopping

7. Being in love

8. Portal

9. Making avatars

10. Lolcats

11. Rush

12. Living with one of my best friends

13. Spock [my Spock, the original Spock, any Spock, really]

14. Tetris

15. Lady GaGa parodies that don't insult Lady GaGa herself

16. Singing

17. My mom

18. Rock Band

19. Lego versions of pretty much anything

20. Birthdays

Thanks for smiling with me!
~Sushi

Something Tells Me I'm Into Something Good

I'm very excited for Friday, for one reason in particular. Friday is the Nationwide Equality Prom, a first-time event in which people are encouraged to wear promwear and go about their daily activities. I want to be a part of this [and I encourage you to be, as well], so I went to a local thrift store to buy a prom dress, as my old ones won't fit; I seem to have put on the Freshman 15. In order to "test drive" my dress, Spock and I wandered around town a bit on the way to the post office. I didn't enjoy the stares, but I ran into a friend and explained what the dress was all about, so I felt better about it in the end. Friday is going to be so much fun!
Today is my sister's 9^th birthday. She absolutely loves the Beatles, and Sir Paul M^cCartney in particular, so in her honor I give you...
Nine Pictures of Sir Paul M^cCartney Making Various Faces










Happy birthday, Ladybug!
~Sushi

Weighing In

I should be more excited than I am at present. I've done a lot of interesting things over the past few days. I saw the new Alice in Wonderland; it was a midnight show, and I dressed up as the Mad Hatter. Spock and I drove up to Lombard to go to a wake for his step-mom's grandfather; while that isn't exciting, it certainly is interesting. I met a lot of his family members there, and they gave me lots of hugs, and actually paid attention to me. Today, Spock and I, along with my mom and sisters, went to a birthday/retirement party for my papa. Spock met a lot of my relatives, who proceeded to ignored both he and I for the duration of the day. We came home and watched Seven Pounds, which, from what I can see, glorifies suicide as long as it's for a so-called noble cause. In my view--and I am allowed to have this view, considering that I've attempted suicide a number of times--is that suicide is never noble. Suicide is selfish. Impersonating an IRS agent is illegal, not virtuous. That movie didn't move me, it just pissed me off.
I did, however, like the idea of giving away pieces of oneself. That interests me. The part about giving them to random people, not so much.
Here are my seven pounds:
1. My kidneys, to Spock, who needs them more than I do.
2. My lungs, to Nonny, because all the smoking has destroyed hers.
3. My legs, to that boy in the wheelchair who always sits in the lobby at school, waiting for his ride; no-one ever talks to him...
4. My writing, all of it, to any publisher that will have it, so long as all the proceeds go towards mental health research.
5. My heart, to Severe, my dad, because he clearly needs a new one.
6. My hair, to the next person in my family/circle of friends who gets cancer and has to go through chemo.
7. My blood, to the Red Cross; maybe they'll figure out some way to actually get it out of my body and use it.
~Sushi

Ha Ha, You're Old

My dad's birthday was today. I think he had a pretty good time. Spock and I got him a Spongebob cake, and when we got home, we found out that my uncle showed up as well. This is the uncle whose wife recently died; see Mending Fences. I think he gets lonely living out in the middle of nowhere, especially now that he's living alone. We're glad to have him for as long as he needs to stay; I know that for certain. So, back to my dad. After dinner, and Spongebob cake, and presents, Spock goes up to my dad and wishes him a happy birthday, and gives him a hug. And my dad had the biggest grin on his face. It makes me so happy to know that they can get along; my dad has a lot of trouble dealing with the fact that I'm old enough to be in a relationship that could actually last. He and Spock definitely get along well, possibly because he's not a troublemaker, like many of my past boyfriends have turned out to have been.


So.... Dad turned forty-three today, but that would make for a rather long list. Instead, I'll divide 43 by 3, which is today's date, as well as a convenient number, and so we get...
Fourteen and One-Third Old, Smartass Lolcats!
_{How I'll pull off one-third is beyond me}
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_{My dad LOVES eBay. And hates losing.}
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14-1/3.
Happy birthday, Dad!
~Sushi

P.S.
Spock and I are going camping over the weekend as part of a school project. No posts until Sunday! I hope you can bear it!

P.S. You're an Idiot / CONTEST: Day 4

My baby sister's birthday, as well as the over-glorified American tradition of Thanksgiving. I'm not a big fan of holidays that revolve around the farcical relationship between Native Americans and Pilgrims, that centers solely around the devouring of a hideous bird. And even if it is hideous, the turkey still deserves to live, rather than being bred and overfed by remorseless corporations who care nothing about the humane treatment of animals.
Okay, now that I've gotten that out of my system...
The contest isn't going so well. I've gotten six entries, and none more. Not too many people seem very interested. It makes me sad. So, keep those names coming! Only four more until the poll opens.


Eighteen Humorous Pictures of Turkeys
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May your delicious meal not taste too much of wanton bloodshed.
~Sushi

Celebrate, Panda-Style / CONTEST: Day 3

So far, six people have entered the WeeBeast contest, five from my Facebook feed, and one from the actual blog. They are as follows:

1. Sarah U.: Bertrand

2. Amanda J.: Ogden

3. Nastassia W.: Fred/Freddy

4. Kim R.: Gumby

5. Kirk D.: Percival

6. Anonymous: Carey/Carrie

In order to put up the poll, I need four more submissions. We're over half-way there! Are you as excited as I am?! I doubt it!


Anywho...
My baby sister's sixth birthday is tomorrow, and in honor of that very special occasion, I present to you:
Six Adorable Pictures of Pandas!


















Happy birthday, Sunshine!
~Sushi