Not sure if you heard, but I'm 35 now.
How'd that happen?
Oh well - pass the cake.
Me and Scott did the tango with food poisoning for my birthday. So that was fun. He had it way worse than me though. He was violently ill. I'm talkin' firehose.
We're better now though. Turns out the day we sicked off from work, there was some freezing rain that halted life as we know it for a major city. Good god, how embarassing are we? Here's what I wrote about it.
Hope you're well!