Labor-thday.

[mrbroom]

It's my birthday again. I'm twenty-eight this time. I'm not surprised.

My body is a mystery to me. Some nights I'll drink five beers and feel like death warmed over twelve hours later. Yesterday I had three margaritas, a Manhattan, a double Jack and Coke, an Irish car bomb (thank/curse you, li'l sis), a tequila shot (“”), and an undetermined

Comments

[electricmonk]

Hey! Happy birthday, Adam.

[greysniperpoet]

a very happy birthday to you!

[danielmurphy]

yaaaaay! I hope you got my text message! Since I'm in England I didn't know if it would send, or if you even receive text messages, so I sent it twice. Anyway, if you didn't, happy belated birthday! I was thinking about you and hope you had a good time.