So yesterday, after a long hard day of work, I get home, go to my mailbox, and find a big fat envelope. Well, with my birthday coming up in 2 days, I got a little excited. Could be a sweet little note, could be cash, could be a gift card...Hell, it doesn't matter that I don't have a man! Screw that! I am single and loving it, and my friends love me and send me birthday cards!
I get into my apartment, plop down on the couch, and tear into my fabulous birthday card like it's a pound cake fresh from the oven. Who could it be from? What could it say?
I open the envelope, and it's a wedding invitation. A friggin' wedding invitation. Yet another event to which I won't have a date.
Happy freakin' birthday to me. Wow do I need a drink.
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