i am 10,592 days old today. go ahead and calculate that up. i’ll wait. what do you mean you don’t want to? you’ve never heard of a calculator? do you even have indoor plumbing?
fine, for you lazy asshats i am 29 years old today. 29 years ago my mom thrust me into this world via screaming and a cocktail of muscle relaxants and nerve blockers. 29 years later the screaming and mixing of narcotics has yet to cease. i kid! no seriously! my mom is a saint for which no comparison can be made (crosses fingers that i am not written out of the will).

for my birthday this year my wonderful, fantastic, super sexy husband got me something that will ensure that we don’t have sex in the near future:

The Dell Latitude D820 has had me curled up in its soft, 15.4 inch glow for the past week. it is a wonderful experience, having a laptop. listening to the hollow click-cleck-click of each tap of the keys is soothing. watching videos and buying obscure music online all in the comfort of my king sized, four poster Queen Anne bed. in the midst of passed out puppies and kitties i can blog more efficiently.

i can only hope that my 29th year will be as wonderful as my 28th.