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FUCK YOU I'VE GOT AN EXCUSE TO USE THAT IMAGE NOW
So, wow. Nothing terribly witty this year, which surprises me this year. Now I'm twenty-two, and in eleven more years I'll be thirty-three, and so on. Digits like these are sort of neat, I guess. But now I won't have anymore remarkable birthdays for three more years, apparently, when I'm settled in to this 'adult life' thing. That's when they stop making you jump through hoops for renting cars, after all, and when you're a so-called nontraditional student anymore. Incidentally I think I will be at that age if/when I ever graduate from another school. Weiiiird.
You guys are hilarious, and the well-wishes/gifts/cards (olololol fuck you cake-shark i want to eat) totally aren't necessary. I reckon I've 'grown up' enough to the point where it's not like I expect gifts and stuff anymore today. Don't get me wrong, free shit is amazing, but it's not the same as it is when you're a kid, you know? Still, I appreciate it. ♥
our grim irons: dave lordbarley: as the lord of barley, i commemorate this day as lord bearbro day
main assist: this day is the best day ever
Still holding out for putting food in my face with sergnel tonight, who is a generous man and my favorite friend, though not the only one. As for that, you'll see why later when I make some more gay posts, if I can remember to.
But, my first order of business ... ... hot pockets. You heard me.
/yay