March 27, 2003
Mahalo.
The gang at Veer threw me a little Hawaiian-themed birthday shindig today. In between actually trying to get a catalog proof out the door, it was all about leis, lawn chairs, loud shirts, and flourescent slushy fruit drinks. Paper-chain decorations in bright rainbow gradients garnished the hallway and my desk. A macramé hammock on loan from somebody’s patio hung precariously from the aluminum grid of the suspended ceiling. I work with a fine bunch of haoles, I do. And why all this trouble for little, old me? Maybe, just maybe, it’s because my odometer flips over to 40 tomorrow. I sure hope my parents opted for the extended warrantee. I’m feeling a wee bit kapakahi lately.
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