Obsessive Behaviour: The Sequel

So my birthday is next Saturday. Am I too old to silently count down the days? Probably. Kinda dreading it anyway. I'll be turning 28 and hate how close I'm getting to the age of 30. I feel like I'm running out of time. For what, I don't know.

On a brighter note. here's a birthday wish list. Half serious, half silly.

Things I want for my B-day (in no particular order)

-A iPod Touch, old generation, new, I don't care. I just want one so bad.
-Tom, preferably in a dress like last year (I'll settle for a phone call....).
-To magically lose the the last 10 or 15 lbs to get to my weight goal of 180.
-For the week's salon days to be good and full of money.
-My own serious yet sarcastic (not to mention drop-dead gorgeous) Welshman to serve me coffee in the morning.
-Chase to sing me his birthday song. I miss him!!!!
-To become a fixed point in time and space. Hey, I think I could handle immortality.
-Another pair of those jeans that I just got. Holy shit, it's a fucking miracle.
-A dick for a day. Sure why not?
-A good hair day.
-A good face day.
-For my period to wait one more week to show up....