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Thanks all. Birthday itself was kind of a series of crap events more to do with girlfriend's roommate drama than anything directly to do with me. I did get to crash a friend's gig though and make the bartender of the club finally ask me to stop.
I share my birthday with both Howard Stern and Rush Limbaugh. Scary astrology and asshole radio waves.
Special thanks to dr666, I may have found my Poison Ivy. She wasn't hitchhiking, but in a sense, I was psychically.
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