It's my birthday! Happy Birthday to me! In celebration, I'm going to go wash my car. It's completely encrusted in bugs from driving to San Antonio and back (where I actually celebrated my birthday with activities considerably more fun than car-washing). Perhaps after evening church I will go get some ice cream at Marble Slab (whose chilled stone slab is, ironically, granite).
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Happy Birthday - a day late. Ah well. Two dozen is a nice, round number. Much nicer than, say, 26, which is a number that really doesn't belong anywhere. When I was 26 I thought it strange and decided I'd rather be 27. So we'll just say I was 27 for two years. This year was the third anniversary of my eleventh birthday, and I'm sticking with that. Next year I'll be 35, since 34 is also a not a very good number.
-Signed, your superior older sister, probably nuts, perhaps bonkers, and definitely tending towards wordiness today.
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