TWENTY FUCKING EIGHT
it's april. i'm officially allowed, by my rules, to start saying i'm 28. i'm officially allowed to be unapologetically obnoxiously self-centered. you're officially allowed to start showering me with love and gifts and cards and gifts...and to help you, please note the presence of a link to my amazon wish list to the left ... ;)
eh ... i'd be satisfied with a long hug...especially from my friends who live far away.