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Who Knew Clownfish Grew Up to be Bastards


If you live in the Northeast like me, you’re currently experiencing a storm they’ve decided to call “Nemo.” That’s a pretty terrible name for a snowstorm, but, really, are there good ones?

While I’m toasting my pita “chips” (just a cut up pita, no decorations) for the canned hummus I hope will be edible, I thought I would write a post. Give you something to read while you’re stuck inside, assuming you haven’t lost your power.

Anyway… I had birthday brunch plans tomorrow morning which are now cancelled. And some other tentative plans for today(?) that I knew would not be happening once I saw the forecast on Wednesday. Yes, my own birthday. It’s tomorrow, and although my Saturday evening plans should still pan out, that’s still a 2/3 disappointment rate for how I hoped things would go. People keep telling me that it’s not a big deal, I can just celebrate later, and also that I should have my birthday in the summer. I am aware I’ve been making it into a bigger deal than it should be, but how often does one’s birthday fall on a Saturday? That’s the time when the actual DAY of your birthday should be filled with awesome. It’s just going to be filled with snow with a little bit of awesome tacked on – which will be so much less awesome because I’m going to have to wear something totally different than what I was planning. No way those shoes will handle the snow.

I don’t want to explain why I was so upset when my birthday plans had to change. To summarize: after certain aspects of my birthday celebrations for the past two years, I really just wanted things to go well and not have any problems.

But on to other things. Although I’m still bummed, I’m not really upset anymore, and as I can’t do anything about the weather, I will just have to get over it.

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