renaming the blog?

I'm 30.
part of me, the 12-17 year old of me thought I would never make it - not in a morbid- "I'm gonna die" but in a prophecy, examination of future way of course, I may be dead and not know it - but as I feel alive still, I'm gonna assume the best/worst and be alive some more.
So - 30.
My bed breaks, I have a snowball fight [it snowed on my birthday in London - how cool?!!], lovely drink sessions with friends - watch a burlesque show [mainly a set of drag artists - very good bu not really that 'burlesque' - still fun though, 30 kisses in as many minutes, skulls with disco-balls in [thanks queen of zombies for that], sabine baring gould, chocolate mushrooms, re wine, more red wine, mead, a lovely Indian dinner, some great books, friends, a day off work sick, catch up with work, losing my mobile phone, tutoring, being exhausted - yes, life is pretty much the same, but with more clutter and fun things to play with.

this weekend I go to Somerset and Bristol/bath.

next w/e, i go to devon.

then is run up to Christmas - my bsl exam is next Thursday and, oh yes, my life is still chaotic, calm and dull yet's full of friends and having fun - sigh - wanting more and at the same time just wanting to rest for a bit - had 12 hours sleep yesterday, woke up in middle of night though due to inability to sleep more than 7 hours now.

Now - now I'm trying to get to sleep - updating my blog and wondering whether or not i go straight to he southwest from work and, if so, whether i should pack my overnight bags now or later tomorrow morning - ...
whats a jet setter like me supposed to do??
[sleep...]