today is shannon’s birthday. over lunch jess and i went and wrangled some birthday junk for her, cake, balloons, flowers, etc.

i was sitting here wrapping the efferdent and the prunes, talking to myself, and annoying the webboy.

“how old are you webboy?”
“34.”
“how old are you?”
“37,” i said, but then jess started laughing so hard i thought something was gonna come from her nose.
“no really,” he said. “what are you 24?”
“nah, i’m 31.”
“really, how old are you?”
“really, i’m 31.”
“really?”
“really. would you have believed i was 37 if jess hand’t started laughing?”
“no way, i’m not even sure that i believe you’re 31.”

see why he’s my new favorite?