ME!

That's right, sucka, it's my birthday. Has been for over an hour. So, what am I doing up? Why, I'm working half a grave shift, of course. Isn't that what everyone does on their birthday? Oh, just me...

On a plus side, Christy loves me. She shows it many ways: cooking me food, letting me buy fruit snacks in bulk, listening to me incessantly ramble on and on about grad school when I haven't even taken the GRE or applied to a single school yet, and of course, she puts up with a lot of my music. Like Portugal. The Man.

Yes, there's supposed to be a period after Portugal. Don't ask me why, there just is. They are playing tonight. On my birthday. In SLC. Huzzah!

I hope they play this...