I had a wonderful birthday yesterday. I spent it with all of the people that I love. They also got me incredible and creative birthday gifts, let’s do a little show-and-tell shall we?

1. Animal Pixel Painting — Whoa! Totally did not expect to get this painting simply because it was already sold out! But it turns out, my boyfriend bought this painting before I even posted it on my entry. What a sneaky guy, but hey, he definitely knows what I like.

(The rest of the gifts I’m about to list were all from my amazing buddy Jules, thank you love!)

2. Pink floral clutch-bag — It’s probably just a makeup bag by default, but I think it would also make a great clutch/purse. I lurve it!

3. Wired bow headband — This is really neat! Since the bow is made out of wires, I’m able to shape the bow to however I want. Hell to the yeah.

4. Hello Kitty sketch book — This is such a good quality Hello Kitty sketch book that I’m too intimidated to even draw in it. The cover has a weaving texture to it, and the design is very simple but extremely adorable nonetheless.

5. Purple Victorian picture frame — It has photos of good-looking white people in it!

6. Egg light — Yes, it is an egg and when you press the yolk it lights up. Muchly needed for my kind of egglectic life.

8. Cozy Pink Socks — If you look up “cute” in the dictionary, you should be able to find a picture of these.

9. Pink “Crackle” nail polish & Confetti nail polish — Holy shit! This nail polish is CRAZY pink and they CRACK-A-LACK when you paint them on yo nails! I’m really excited to try them. The glitter ones are also really bitchin’ too. C’mon old paint nail polish, chip the fuck off already.

10. Gigantic Pen disguised as a Gigantic Microphone — I…I…I-I am lost for words.

We were meant to be together.

Well, that about wraps it up! Thank you for my boyfriend and Jules for the spectacular birthday gifts. I seriously cannot wait to play with my new favorite toys.

It just recently hit me that my body is in fact, weird, especially in the tickling department. My ticklish sensors are both annoyingly sensitive and higly off at the same time. What I’m about to describe to you is in no shape or form of exaggeration. This is my body, being weird.

One of my tickle hotspots lies on the right side of my waist (don’t even dare), and it becomes the most active when I’m thinking about…said waist. That’s right. Since I am typing this, it also means that I’m automatically thinking about it. So I’m being slightly tickled at the waist at this very moment. My own body can tickle myself. How brutally screwed up is that?

There must be something psychological about it, you know? I’ve probably been tickled at the waist by annoying relatives, asshole brothers and that one creepy kid who had a crush on me in kindergarten all of my life, so now every time I even focus on my right waist, my body cringes and prepares for the tickle-fest (when they’re really isn’t one).

Here’s the second part. When my boyfriend and I nap together (we like naps), he sometimes spoons me (we like spooning). Every time I feel his breathing down on the back of my neck, it tickles the right side of my ass cheek. I’m not kidding and it happens Every. Damn. Time. You would think his manly breath would tickle the back of my neck because that’s where it’s coming in contact with, but no, my body is all sorts of screwed up, wires are probably crossed, thus one side of my ass cheek ends up getting the tickle-rape.

I can never be spooned again.

You know what? I think I’ve been doing a pretty decent job at keeping Tiffsbloggy.com active since March 2008…besides having that one long (and regretful) break back in 2010. That’s over three years of blogging on the same website. That’s equivalent to being married to the same person for 15 years. Nobody ever stays married that long nowadays–let alone keep an active blog for three whole years!

When I was trying to sleep last night, I couldn’t help but think how unbelievably trippy it would be to keep this blog running and keep on posting pictures of myself, until I’m too old to wear regular underwear (yikes). And I thought, god, how weird would it be to see a timeline of my self slowly growing old, aging and all that depressing stuff by simply keeping this blog active and updating it at least a few times a month…forever.

At present, this is how the “About” section of this site starts:

Hello, I’m Tiff and I’m all about naps, eating good food, and rollerblading–yes–rollerblading. It’s a wonderful activity and I hope that one day, hipsters will abandon their mopeds and beach cruisers to jump on the rollerblade wagon.

34 years later…

Hello, I’m Tiffany Huong Ngoc and I’m all about taking care of my 32 grandchildren, giving them socks for Christmas, and watching Korean drama before going to bed–yes–Korean drama. They have captivating series and I hope that one day, these damn tricksters will abandon their Chinese movies because their dubbing still blows like a hooker to this day.

Oh how I look forward to the future of my life in blog format.