Talk about Blow-Jobs.
Having a real life job really does blow.
That having been said I’m going to post this quickly because, as Pia so kindly remembered, it is my twenty-second birthday.
For those of you who suffered through the little gem titled
Underwear-Tomatoes-and-Twentieth-Birthdays,
or this one titled You Say it’s Your Birthday,posted haphazardly on my twenty-first — I thank you for hanging around.
I was going to say “I appreciate your business”, but that sounded too…business-like. I thought of “thanks for your patronage”, but despite the fact that some of you are rather patronizing at times, (you know who you are) that was not the word. So let’s just go with “hanging around”.
Don’t worry I will get this (work, read blogs, write blog, live life, sleep, eat) thing down soon.
Maybe I will find the perfect theme for this thing before I turn twenty-three.
I lived another year.
I’m sure you all had something to do with it.
Thank You.
