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syzygy_dwSo, I'm 33 today! And yet I'm still not too old for my husband to buy me a remote-controlled K-9. Oh, how I love my plastic tin dog. And oh, how the cats don't. John also got me a footstool for my papasan chair, some Red Dwarf DVDs, and a gift card to iTunes. And he took me out for an amazing Italian dinner that ended with crème brûlé-- with a sparkler and an accordion seranade. Does it get better?
In other news, I also had a job interview today. Fingers crossed.
By the way, this song was written on September 18th, 1968. Birthday was written on my birthday! (Well, seven years to the day before my actual birthday, but whatever!)
In other news, I also had a job interview today. Fingers crossed.
By the way, this song was written on September 18th, 1968. Birthday was written on my birthday! (Well, seven years to the day before my actual birthday, but whatever!)
