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Birthday Wish List

It's my birthday a week from today. Well into my twenties, I taped a birthday list on my refrigerator, though I rarely got anything from my list.

I'm turning twenty-seven. If you don't think that sounds old, please remember that my boyfriend is twenty-two. Believe me, it feels old.

Here is what I currently would like for my bday:

• Babies (my own).
• A house.
• A kitten, preferably with all its vet bills paid for me.
• A wedding (my own).
• Death unto my enemies.
• Competency from all the people I have to deal with.
• A truck load of money.
• Everyone in the universe to buy three copies of all of my books.
• My WiPs to write themselves.
• A third season of Twin Peaks.
• An extremely large bottle of vodka.
• A honeymoon in Tokyo.
• Kennedy from BtVS to die horribly and Tara to live happily ever after with Willow.
• All ebook pirates to die of syphilis.
• One or two more babies (my own).
• Children of the Apocalypse made into a TV show, and not cancelled.
• A vegetable garden.
• Super powers.
• Health benefits with my job.
• World peace.

I'm iffy about that last one.

Please get cracking, folks--I'm almost thirty and death is certainly close afterward.