She was seized by a spasm of longing for that distant era of five minutes ago

Upon the soul-snatching incident(obviously orchestrated by ancient murderous demons), I phoned my dad for guidance. Surely, the guy overflows with insight, I thought. An hour into the conversation, I had forgotten the matter of inner conflict, entirely. Sometimes, he really does pull through with his familial title.

Calendar
May 16th, 17th 2009 LBC PRIDE @ Long Beach
May 24th 2009 my 20 years of life @ Undecided
June 11th 2009 Spring Session ends @ The inside of a bottle
June 12th, 13th, 14th 2009 LA Pride @ West Hollywood
June27th- August 23rd 2009 South America @ Lima
August 24th 2009 Fall Session begins @ Sac

Implied is the universal agreement that my birthday is the most important date listed. The vocal combination of my name with the number 20 is an ineffable(though less known)historical incantation of the gods. Soon, I will be known as a 20 year old life survivor. It's really cool. Specially if I can keep the mischief to a moderate level for another 30 years. I read somewhere that youth is worse than menopause. Actually, that's what my mom said after I told her she had the brain of a rooster. At any rate, I'm receiving my birthday in relatively good spirits. Note, a humble "relatively" is key for preventing a synchronized dive back to dear, sweet hell.