When you're a girl in your thirties, birthdays cease to be fun. 2:01 am, a LONG time ago, I came screaming into this world. It's 3:19 am already and I'm still going. I'm typing through the whole thing, and it feels good because I'm not thinking about it! Plus I don't write enough. But that's an excuse. So happy birthday to me! Yuck!
Rambling seems to be my style, too. Forgive me, please?
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