So , yeah, I'm forty today.
I always hate any time celebrities or whomever say "I'm just a big kid!" SO played.
I mean, I'm stupid and more poor than I should be, yet I consider myself finally grown up. So yeah, I feel forty, but not in a bad way at all. I can be forty and still have an opinion about, say, Fleet Foxes (and opinion is [drum roll]: that they're hippie/Americana bullshit). Or Dan Deacon.
All in all, quite happy, and grateful for friends and all that malarkey.
Um, yay.
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Happy Birthday!
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