Birthdays are so Last Year, and the Year Before, and the…
I think I’m done with celebrating my birthday. I turn 26 in just over two weeks, and unlike every other year, when I stop and think about the big day, nothing happens. I don’t get excited, I don’t want to start planning a party, and I especially don’t look forward to having my Facebook wall inundated with half-hearted birthday greetings from people who I haven’t seen or talked to since my 2008 Mexican birthday fiesta (Arrriba, Arrriba!)