My birthday has come and gone, and despite being another year older, I'm still alive and kicking. We didn't do much to celebrate such a monumental event, but it was still a good day. I went out and mowed the lawn. That's just the kind of guy I am. It's my day, my special day, and I choose to go mow the lawn. That's just what a hard charging worker I am.
Then for dinner we went out to Lonestar Steakhouse. We sat under a deer's head. Kasia liked it and said it was "soft." Indeed, it was very soft. I was just disappointed the venison wasn't on the menu. There was also a giant moose head on the wall and no moose burgers available.
So, happy birthday to me.
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