2001-05-06 9:18 p.m. Happy Birthday to me.... Happy Birthday to me.... Happy Birthday dear Michael, Happy Birthday to me. Twenty four years ago this morning, I stumbled on in to the world, a little tired, a lot disoriented, and not really sure that this was where I wanted to be. I was what was referred to as a "demand" baby, meaning when I decided what I wanted, I wanted it *right away*. So there I was: cute, disoriented, and often annoyed. Not so much has changed in the last 24... g'night, Mike leave me a note, fool! | |
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