Well, an uneventful birthday. It kinda sucked. I didn't get to do anything. Or go anywhere. Or open any presents. It didn't even feel like it was my birthday. I slept, I hacked up a lung, got bitched at and told I was getting fat, and had to deal with the atrocities of dial-up. OK, it really sucked. Ah, c'est la vie. Well, at least the roast beef
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