Twenty-Nine
Wooooo.
The Fun never stops.
The close of my twenty-ninth and the commencement of my thirtieth year. I don’t have the typical base-ten digital fear that consumes so many people, but I would feel much, much better about Turning Thirty if today hadn’t been — to be unmitigatedly crude for a moment — such utter gash.
However, here’s lovely belated wishes to Dina Solomon, who is unfortunately not the D. Solomon listed in the Berkeley city telephone directory, and therefore didn’t hear from me on Sunday night.
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