26 wishes for my 26th.
1. Diamond nosepin.
2. Davidoff Cool Water.
3. A month of drumming lessons. (Wisecracks out there, lay off of this one.) (Conditions apply. Interested parties may contact me for further details.)
4. Jack Johnson / Strings / Moby CDs.
5. A nice black pen (ink only) and beautiful sheets in colours of clotted cream to draw on.
6. A night at a lusciously expensive and luxurious resort.
7. A man. Sensible, fun, and oh yes, hot. Like French Beard, Bald Pate, Lean kind of hot. (I just made it completely impossible to find one.) (Points number 6 & 7 don't go together.)
8. Neil Gaiman's The Graveyard Book.
9. Lemony Snicket's The Lump of Coal and The Beatrice Letters. Please note, while i completely love Blossoms i prefer books that look like they're fresh off the press and not like they've been handled by grubby little (or worse, big) hands.
10. A house of my own. Specifically, a penthouse.
11. A month-long holiday to a place that will give me back my peace of mind.
12. A generous soul to pay my credit card bill every month. (Last month has left me begging on the streets.)
13. A masseuse at my beck and call.
Updates due as and when i think of more.
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