So my birthday was Friday, and it's the first time I've gotten drunk on my birthday. I turned 24. I've been able to drink legally for 3 years now. Yet drinking is something that I haven't really started doing with any real frequency until the last year or so. Jesus, am I ever boring.
And another non-event that's forever bound to my birthday. 9 years ago today, March 6th, my first serious girlfriend, Tammy, and I started "going out." You know, the high school "going out" definition that a generation earlier called "going steady" where you're boyfriend/girlfriend and seeing each other exclusively. Anyway, we broke up in 1998, but since I'm a wacko for dates (for no reason that I can put my finger on), I'll never forget this one. Yay.
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