Thank you very much to everyone who left birthday wishes, and of course to Homer for soliciting them on my behalf. Next project: can someone please tell me if my utter inability to either (1) keep my eyes open or (2) stop craving delicious, delicious hamburgers is a sign of some fundamental, abrupt, and possibly lethal change in body chemistry brought about by having said birthday? I cannot stay awake, the cupcakes are gone, and there's
so much to do.
1 comment:
Happy, happy, happy birthday! I won't say a word about the hamburger things you eat, but cupcakes are allowed. Also, I firmly believe in ones birthday being celebrated not only on the actual day, but also for an entire month.
This way one truly gets to experience the vast varieties of cupcakes that plague our world.
Enjoy!
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