... losing my hair
It's not every day you're 41. Not a particularly momentous age, I suppose, but I'm reasonably up-beat about it. More so than 40, anyhoo.
I don't hate birthdays. I know people who do. I sort of enjoy them .. though I don't like to make too much of a fuss about them. My family make sure my day is a happy one - though having them being nice to me all day is a bit wierd.
I would insert the song "Happy Birthday" at this point, but given recent legal action against so-called CopyrightPiratesTM, I won't.
Meanwhile, this explains it all. 'Nuff said.
Many years from now ...
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