Ouch. I survived.

So. My last post was me pre-posting for my birthday. Well this post is about my post-birthday. 

I'm old.

And Somehow I am also alive.

12:30 is not very far into your birthday. Thats how long I made it.

I've been told I said some pretty dumb stuff.

Unfortunately I can't remember anything at all.

It's hard to apologize for things you don't fully understand.

Anyways, the only thing a birthday really brings you is a higher alcohol tolerance, and the ability to not have to put "I'm almost" before the age you turn. Oh, and cards from your grandparents.

Honestly, I have nothing else to add on the topic.

Except this.

My parties will be better than yours.

Always.

Fin.