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Goodbye, 36
So this is the last day I'll be able to (truthfully) say I'm 36. It's been five years since my age has been a prime number, and I'm looking forward to, for no good reason other than the fact that I like primes.
In some parts of the world it's already April 8, so in whatever alternate universe has me living in New Zealand, I'm already starting the trip to 38. Except for the one where I die an early death thanks to a rampage by Kid Miracleman. That one sucks.
Anyway, I'm not big into birthday celebrations, but I also don't have any problem with noting that I'm aging, either. Feels kind of nice, actually.
We'll see how sanguine I am about things in three years.
In some parts of the world it's already April 8, so in whatever alternate universe has me living in New Zealand, I'm already starting the trip to 38. Except for the one where I die an early death thanks to a rampage by Kid Miracleman. That one sucks.
Anyway, I'm not big into birthday celebrations, but I also don't have any problem with noting that I'm aging, either. Feels kind of nice, actually.
We'll see how sanguine I am about things in three years.