birthday eve
Tuesday, May 22, 2007
This morning as Mark was on his way out the door for work, I called, "Happy birthday eve!"
"Happy birthday eve," he snorted. "That's the silliest shit I ever heard."
Then, later, when he was trying to rationalize not going to the gym on his lunch hour, he grinned and said: "It's my birthday eve. I don't have to go!"
Posted byMJ at 5:31 PM
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Happy birthday to Mark!