Sadly, I'm only one quarter of the way to 124, but that's just something I'll have to learn to deal with.
To those that have helped me get this far, I humbly thank you.
Thank you to my mother and father for painfully obvious reasons.
It was at approximately 3:40 p.m. PST (but I was really born at 4:40 p.m., but that was prior to daylight savings getting pushed back. Thanks mom for pointing that out.) that I reached exactly 31 years of breathing air. Congratulations are not necessary, but greatly appreciated.
4 comments:
happy birthday, yo! I've got 6 months experience with being 31, so I'm qualified to say that it's not so bad, once you get past the hazing period. Shouldn't be more than a month or two.
Isn't today the 491st anniversary of the Reformation?
Happy birthday Jon! As someone young and vitally 20*, I have nothing to say to your whole being 31 schtick.
*Kill me if I ever say this while meaning it. Or just hit me really hard.
happy birthday jon! leave it to your mom to get the time exactly right; she's probably the top authority on verifying it.
i hope you had a good one!
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