oops, I might have committed a faux pas. How could we all forget Not CM on her birthday ?!
Yesterday was my birthday. Depending on which calculation you use, I am either 64 (the same age as Cordelia’s Mom), or 2 (the age of this blog). Today I’m feeling more like 2.
Yesterday, everyone was happily celebrating CookieCakes’ birthday. She got cards and presents from the family, and lots of good wishes from her readers.
What am I, chopped liver?
Listen, people, it was my birthday, too! Not one single one of you thought to wish me a Happy Birthday!
Sure, you all come around when you want a good laugh, you come around when you want someone to spar with, you come around when you want to read something that makes you feel like a better person because you’re not me.
But don’t I deserve a little human interaction, too? Would it have been so hard to drop a simple comment expressing your happiness that I…
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