Sometimes I wish I was Catholic
Relax, that’s a line from a song. So I’ve turned the big 35 today, and I got this awesome peep cake from the Swami earlier, so I’m totally jacked on sugar right now. I took the day off work, which was schweet—now that’s a constitutional amendment I could get behind, that everyone should get their birthday off of work. Paid, I might add. Who’s with me!
6 comments:
Happy birthday, Dr. Wha...Dr. Wha. I'm on the wrong side of 35, myself. I turn 37 in less than four months, actually.
Ugh.
"I'm 37, I'm not old..."
Happy birthday.
I remember being 35... vaguely.
Memory is the first thing to go...
:-)
Awwww. I miss peeps!
(I once worked for a place at which you got your birthday off paid.)
Happy Birthday! Sorry I couldn't wish you on time... the internet here is really crappy.
I'm actually feeling quite the opposite. It is about time I got paid on my birthday.
Frantix
Thanks for the wishes, everybody!
Mike- don't ever talk to my SO about this, he's convinced he's ancient and he's 37 right now.
TJ- Memory, eh? Who are you again?
D- I will think of you as I bite off the heads of the remaining peeps. I've been letting them get stale- they're much better stale.
Frantix- Darn right, you have been a drain on society long enough!
Belated Happy Birthday!
(It wouldn't have been complete without me forgetting yet again. :D )
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raoul
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