December 1st, 2008

Places - Paris

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Happy birthday to me,
Happy birthday to me,
Happy birthday, dear Allys,
You've survived twenty-one.

As of thirty minutes ago, I am officially 22 years old. I'm not sure how I feel about it yet, but I can at least happily say that my absence is not from getting locked in a mental hospital somewhere. I've just been super-busy. Holidays in New York City; gotta love it.

My dear Mr. E is with me. He brought a small chocolate mint cake. We'll see if that cake lives to see the morning or not.