I can hear The Funasaurus watching T.V. downstairs. Either our sound is fucked, or American Idol is slaughtering a perfectly decent Kylie Minogue song. Like, brutally.
In happier news, today I put decade # 3 under my belt. Facebook has boosted me into superstardom with its birthday reminder, and I have never felt more popular or remembered. Plus, also, my brother is the awesomest brother ever, and has a memory like an elephant. Remember this post? He definitely did. Today an enormous box of Voss water was delivered to my doorstep. It is not just any sibling that will hunt down overpriced Norwegian water and send you a crate to celebrate making it through another year. Awesome.
And then The Funasaurus sent me flowers that look like a very large cupcake. I don’t have a picture, yet, but trust me, it’s coming. And it will be awesome. Because there is not much more I love in the world than cupcakes and flowers. Except, perhaps, for sparkly earrings. Which The Funasaurus also gave me and much like a bird, I have spent most of the evening transfixed by the sparkle.
Super rad birthday. I hadn’t even noticed that I’m getting old and my hair’s turning gray and there are definite signs all around that I am becoming a grown-up and whatnot.
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Lobbing a virtual flower-frosted cupcake your way. Happy Birthday! (Btw, you're only 1/4 of the way way to middle age! I know because I'm 63 and I haven't yet reached the half way mark!)
Wow, look at you entering your fourth decade! You old bat. Glad i'm not in MY fourth decade! :)
Happy Birthday! Can't wait to see the flowers/cupcake.
Facebook really can do wonders for one's self esteem ;) Happy birthday, and I cannot wait to see this flower cupcake!
But you still love the word "awesome" and that will forever keep you young. I promise.
happy birthday! the 30s rock
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