Monday, February 23, 2009

30 Years

At any time this past 30 years, I could have stepped out in the street and gotten run over by a bus.

So could my brother.

If it had happened while I was in college, so they said, my roommate might have been given an A for the semester for mental anguish. I never seemed to have ever gotten a roommate who was worth it, though.

I am celebrating 30 years of lacking squished-by-bus-ness with cake today.


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