Monday, August 09, 2010

33 years. 33 miles. Take that, 33.

My mom always calls me on my birthday (I can't say the same for the other parentals) with an glass-shattering rendition of Happy Birthday.

Incidentally, my cell phone stopped working today.

I believe the two events to be unrelated.

Before I realized my phone farted out on me I was bummed nobody was calling me on my birthday. Especially because I'm not shy about advertising it.

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