It was a week ago yesterday, and it was my thirtieth. Now, I don’t know if I mentioned this before, but my birthday took place recently, in the midst of all the hullabaloo. They’re like little tiny shelves – Barbie™-sized, almost – only instead of holding useful objects like tiny plates or tiny books, they hold tiny dirt. I also hope to clean the baseboards around our apartment sometime soon, because you would not believe how much dust those things can accumulate. It is also very nice, I hear, to sit on the couch with a good book and drink a beer. It’s always so nice to come back to this space after a little while away. Thank you for your immensely kind comments last week, friends, and for waiting patiently while I plowed through a few deadlines.
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