It’s 18 minutes too late, but…

happy birthday to mee
happy birthday to mee
happy birthday, happy birthday
happy birthday to meee.

yeah. i can flip my age back and forth now and it’d the same. pretty rad.

The most important people in my life wished me happy birthday today, and i can count how many did. In actuality, it feels that much more fulfilling than having a bunch of people wish me happy birthday on something retarded like Facebook. Strength may only be a manifestation of numbers, but it’s the quality of the numbers that matter, not the quantity of output.

And I got a spankin’ new computer tower that looks that much more awesome (to only me, apparently) compared to my old, ugly one. Finally.