[party in da club/sumthin sumthin dub/hammana hammana shlub...]

So. You have no excuse. You have facebook, and it reminds you that my birthday is in less than eleven hours, and I will finally be able to sing Switchfoot's "Twenty-Four" legitimately. With gusto. On the quad.

You know I'll do it.

So. Here's my Birthday wish list:

1. World Peace
2. Gladitorial Games in my honor
3. Personal, lie-detector mediated interview days with all major Presidential candidates.
4. A dog sled, team, and personal Norwegian dog handler. And a summer conversion kit.
5. A sign from God.
6. A personal early morning serenade from Sting. Followed with a breakfast by Shaffin Hajji and Emeril featuring steak.
7. A woman. (Oh. Wait. That's what Ethan wants. Never mind. I'm fine!)
8. Homemade cinnamon rolls.
9. A statue of me to be erected in the quad.

Ahhh. Rock climbing suits me. So does eating. It's time to leave. You should buy me a song on iTunes for my birthday...