Other things I got for my birthday:
- Books (good ones, not this "erotic" novel crap)
- Dalek socks (which I hope won't exterminate my toes)
- A giant Reese's peanut butter heart that I plan to crack open and eat the peanut butter out of with a spoon (THERE'S NO WRONG WAY TO EAT A REESE'S DAMN IT)
- A pirate Santa (I'll say that again. Pirate. Santa.)
- Drunk with my coworkers Thursday night, a night that culminated in my patented sleeping on the bathroom floor move, a raging hangover all day Friday, exactly zero desire to drink on my birthday, and no posts over the weekend (sorry). Also there were feathers EVERYWHERE.