InsaneJournal

Isn't it funny the things we forget when there isn't someone who cared to keep track. Seems my twenty-fourth, much like my twenty-third, birthday has come and gone without much precedence. Perhaps I am getting to old to care anymore. Or with Robin's death I simply haven't the gumption

At least old 'maid' no longer suits me. At least Vaisey wouldn't have that moniker to amuse himself with, there's that. What would one call an old unwed mother?