Happy Birthday to me

This has been a very good night. In just 2 days I will be celebrating my Birthday. I usually don’t expect to have a good Birthday. After all, this year will be the last of my 50s. One year and two days from now I will be in my 60s. Maybe I should try to enjoy my fifth decade while it lasts. My wife went to bed because she works tomorrow. My cat is affectionate, warm, fuzzy and cuddly. But she is not able to hold a conversation. I don’t believe any cat can do that.

I had a drink of my favorite tea. I’m drinking fake beer and sitting in front of my TV watching 30 Rock. It’s good for a laugh.

Yes day after day after day after day of SHIT!—and then I finally get a break. That’s right—there are actually days that DON’T SUCK!

This is one of those days. I’d better enjoy it while it last because it usually doesn’t last long.

I love writing with Khmer letters. It is like writing in code. And who cares if someone can decode my words.

Here are a few of my favorite things:

ប់បយ ប់លបស

គុដើន

នអរកអតិកស

ល់រីតអប

ការបាញ់ប្រហារ  ថ្នាំ; រីទអលិន; ហអរូ។ន

Discussing the politics of ម៉ៅ សេទុង.

A bright and shining future.