OK, so I am home again. I expected to come here and write a little about what it means for a native New Englander to spend time in Arkansas, but from the deluge of lovely comments from my lovely friends I realize I have done you all a grave misdeed.
See, January 1 is not my birthday. Most of you fine folks have so many friends you don't remember it, but you all graciously wished me a happy 30th back in September. I list January 1 for most of the year because I don't really want my birthdate quite so readily available on the internet. I meant to change it before the 1st, forgetting that I would be away from home and not in a position to access a lewd web site.
So deepest thanks and apologies to you wonderful people. I am terribly sorry I inadvertantly deceived you.
Here's a picture from rural Arkansas (taken 3 years ago):
Thank you
See, January 1 is not my birthday. Most of you fine folks have so many friends you don't remember it, but you all graciously wished me a happy 30th back in September. I list January 1 for most of the year because I don't really want my birthdate quite so readily available on the internet. I meant to change it before the 1st, forgetting that I would be away from home and not in a position to access a lewd web site.
So deepest thanks and apologies to you wonderful people. I am terribly sorry I inadvertantly deceived you.
Here's a picture from rural Arkansas (taken 3 years ago):
Thank you
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ha!
I was wondering what the birthday cake said. I guess you're martin.
I'm going to go look at your CD's now and figure out which bands are japanese.
p.s. I met you after september so me wishing you a happy birthday by mistake was legit. let that be duly noted.