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Today is my birthday and I got some really great presents from my parents and Marc. Marc came over first thing in the morning because he had a class at two and he'll be working all night, and he gave me the complete scripts (two thick volumes) from Freaks and Geeks, one of my favorite defunct television shows. There are a lot of notes and extra stuff about the show in the back of each copy, to make for jolly light reading.

My parents gave me three presents, all of which they've been keeping under wraps (not, however, wrapping paper, and still with price tags attached) for months now. My parents are outrageously generous and also sneaky.

The first is a pair of shoes that Shannon pointed out to me a while back. I really liked them but didn't think about buying them because, you know, they're shoes. Shoes cost money and I don't have any, and even if I did I wouldn't buy any more shoes than I already have. That would be insane. But now I'm wearing them and they look good and I'm very happy that they're here, guilt-free.

The second is a new Muji shoulder bag. It's exactly like the one I have (which is perfect, I love my bag), but the canvas is olive, not broken in, and not filthy. I didn't even know they came in olive. I thought my only options were khaki and black. Olive is thrilling to me. Now I can temporarily retire my black bag and give it special healing treatments. Like water. And... soap.

The third, and unquestionably weirdest, is a blanket named Codetalker. It has a name because it's a 'Beaver State Indian blanket' from the Pendleton Woolen Mills, and apparently they, um, name their blankets. It's also a commemorative blanket, which "honors the crucial role played by Native Americans during World War II".

Here's history straight from the tag!

"Shortly after Pearl Harbor, Navajo Marines created a unique code using words from their native tongue to describe complex military equipment and operations. This code was disseminated to about 500 Navajo "CodeTalkers," who were considered so valuable they merited personal bodyguards. Their dedication proved critical in the Pacific Theatre battles of the War, as Japanese forces were unable to crack the code, ultimately leading to the Allied victory in the Pacific Theatre."

You probably already knew that! So did I!

So it's a blanket about war. A war blanket. And while it's very thick and heavy and cozy, the pattern is bizarre. There are some stars and stripes, yes, and there are Navajo crosses and bits of code, and there are battle ships. And airplanes. And salmon. It's probably the busiest war blanket ever. If... there are other war blankets. Ever.

I wrote the first half of this post around 2:30pm, and now it's 1:27am. No more birthday. Marian came over and brought me a lovely little Gloomy Bear doll (Babyhood Edition), that I dearly love. Then we had dinner at Kibune (tasty plus), and watched Firefly episodes on DVD until we ran out of those and had to go see Serenity in Richmond. We are very big fans of cowboys in space. Marc is the cause. Blame Marc.

Now I'm going to go and read my Freaks and Geeks scripts in bed, in the sheets I swore to myself I'd change today but didn't.

So a good day, then. Good birth too, come to think of it.