What did I get for my birthday? Smelly border collies and a bran muffin!

I'm 32 today... that's eight years from forty, and one year closer to DEATH... as a student so bluntly put it to me. I was sung to once, which is once too many.

Secret Squirrel gave me a bran muffin for my birthday (for keeping me regular). The gesture aside, it was kind of yummy. I guess we're even though, since I think I almost hit one of her cross country runners with my car. See, I'm so old they should take my license away.

I think the dogs know it is my birthday... I'm covered in hair and drool.