Ok, I know it’s kind of lame to write a happy birthday post for yourself since it will appear that you are pandering for birthday wishes, but I don’t care. This is me pandering. Watch me pander. I wish I had a panda to pander with me. Ok, I’ll stop.
I’m 31 today and I can’t get that damn Aimee Mann song out of my head:
Which is annoying because that song is sort of depressing and not representative of how I feel about my life right now. So instead I’m trying to get Ani DiFranco’s song “32 Flavors” in my head. “But you’re not 32!” you might be thinking. (You think very loudly, by the way.) I’m not 32, true, but there’s one line in the song that says, “I’m 32 flavors and them some,” so I think the “and them some” could be referring to -1.
So, happy birthday to me!