Anyway, on this most special of days, my birthday, I have decided to leave work early and go home and do whatever the hell I want to for the rest of the day. Last week was pretty hellacious (more on that later?) so I think I deserve an easy day. Birthdays aren’t as excited as they used to be so I am actually kind of at a loss about how to celebrate. My 100th blog post is going to have to suffice because it’s Tuesday, so I don’t want to get schmammered and besides, I am getting too old for that shit anyway. I’ll probably end up eating the ice cream cake my roommates got me on the couch watching Super Tuesday results. Next year I have to do something at least a little bit bigger to celebrate the big 3-0! I refuse to leave my twenties without a bang because I am cool like that.
So I leave you, my faithful 4 readers, with a picture of my youth. Don't hate me because I was such a bad ass.