Yes, tomorrow is my birthday, and that means I am a Taurus. Not the Ford kind, but the star sign kind.Tomorrow is my birthday, and I will be 26. Again.
The thing about birthdays is that unlike when we're kids, we don't really seem to like them much as we get a little long in the tooth. The less pomp and ceremony, the better. No party. No cake. Na candles.
Just presents.
I don't care how old I get, I always want presents. They make me feel special. Do you know what I mean? Kinda like Christmas. And I can't say what I was going to say about Santa because maybe a 7-year old is reading this post right now and tonight I might have an irate parent calling me up and spitting fire through the phone about how I spoiled Christmas. In April no less!
But yes, I love gifts. The more the better. No cake. No candles. Maybe a drink or eight, and presents.
I shall fill you in all the wonderful things I got for my birthday in my next post. Until then, stay tuned.
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