Stick Me in Formaldahide and House Me In The Middling-Bloggers Hall of Fame, Im Done
Blimey, Im thinking I might avoid being here this time next year if I were you.
Oh GOD. In eight minutes Im going to turn 29, and then, after that, Im just going to get older and older and older and then DIE.
Right. Glad weve got that out of the way. Now, wheres the cake? Where are my presents? Can I plausibly mention the paypal button over there -> again and actually get away with it? Wasnt there something Id planned to do by 29? Oh hell. Where am I? What was I going to say? Happy Birthday?