I seem to remember that when I was a kid the feeling of moving from one year to the next had real definition. It was a snap sudden thing that happened when I woke up. BuDdding! I’m 10!
I’ve been sliding gradually into 35 for the last 6 months.
All I got was:
an automated email from the sonic youth forum stating happy birthday
a txt msg from the g/f, also stating happy birthday
the news that I may have to refund 51 bucks on an ebay package that has not yet reached its destination
and a reminder of something terrible I did last year.











Happy Birthday! Now you have a note from a Megook.
Wishing I had got here sooner to wish you many happy returns of the day.
If you waz on Facebook you wouldn’t be able to breath under all the birthday wishes… Happy 35th yak.