Subject: aye, spotted
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Posted on: 2008-12-13 18:51:00 UTC
'S what I get for staggering in drunk, reading one confusing message, then wandering off to nurse a bottle of vodka without checking first to see if a correction's already been made.
Down to the minute, even. My mummy gave birth to me only a few minutes after midnight exactly twenty years ago.
A lot of you don't know me, since I'm new and have been busy with finals preparations for the past few weeks, but I was told people are allowed to plug anything on this board. So I'm plugging myself. Cause no one wished me a happy birthday last year, and this year I want to celebrate, dammit.
Huh. Maybe playing the sympathy card a leetle too much there...
Oh well.
Do you like fire? Here's some candles with colored flames; I can't cook well enough for a cake.
Happy birthday!
*presents you with a sackful of pebbles and a basket of Bleeprin-berries*
I did the maths (on my fingers! who needs mental arithmetic?) before reading your post, and was slightly disturbed. Because, happy birthday etc, but if you've officially just started your second decade doesn't that mean you've just turned ten?
There's a note correcting that--see Embarrassing Amendment. This is what I get for trying to be fancy instead of just saying, "Hey guys, I just turned twenty!"
'S what I get for staggering in drunk, reading one confusing message, then wandering off to nurse a bottle of vodka without checking first to see if a correction's already been made.
As the lovely Makari and Oozaru Angel pointed out, I am actually entering my third decade, as I am turning twenty, not ten. Thanks for the tip, guys! This just goes to show that no matter how old you get, you will still make all sorts of silly mistakes. Excuse me while I go bang my head against the wall a few times.
Well, welcome to the world of being twenty. It really isn't all that scary.
Don't do anything that'll require bleepka to remove it from your mind! ;)
*throws confetti*
I gift you with bleepolate. And a few thermal detonators from Agent Brenden Sanderson. Just don't let his partner know he's handing out explosives...
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU, HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR FIVE_REDCLAWED, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!
Have a double-bladed lightspork. And an extra-large WALL-E plushie.
Have some Anti-Lustin bombs and ammo!
Though, technically, I think your second decade starts when you're eleven. Still! Lillies from Kumori and chocolate from me! Happy birthday!
Welcome to the decade in which you find yourself saying, "yeesh, I feel old. I'm not supposed to be old!"
Heh. And yes, of course you're allowed. We allow a lot of off-topic stuff, as long as there aren't too many new posts at once. Happy birthday!
Happy birthday, Lawrie-claws. ^_^ I remember you.
Finals yay. x.X Good luck with yours. : )
Waitaminute. Shouldn't you be entering your third decade, not your second?