The Birthday Song

Plus 1.
Another day and they told me it added a whole year. Cause sometimes, you need a reason to party.

Comments

Renovatio said…
Thanks for that little nudge. Had sort of forgotten I had a blog.
March 12, 2008 at 1:12 PM
Renovatio said…
Wait, you didn't do that. Whoops, wrong comment. Shit.
March 12, 2008 at 1:13 PM
Renovatio said…
But happy birthday. I hate hearing that myself, but hey, you might not mind too much.
March 12, 2008 at 1:13 PM
Australis said…
Happy Birthday loser. Chin up, it's all downhill from here.
March 13, 2008 at 5:16 AM
Australis said…
And that's the third place where I've posted the wishes. I expect no less when August rolls around.
March 13, 2008 at 5:17 AM
Australis said…
Oh and since when did we need a reason to party???
March 13, 2008 at 5:18 AM
Australis said…
A 4th one just to beat Reno's count. Pffffft.
March 13, 2008 at 5:18 AM
CrazyDiamond said…
@Reno: Isn't this the second time you're doing this "being lost" business. Thanks for the wishes.

@Serendipity: Thanks.

@ Aurora: Thanks girl and I repeat, where's my call and song.
March 15, 2008 at 9:47 PM
Mystique said…
happy birthday.....belated now.....
March 16, 2008 at 1:13 AM
Renovatio said…
@aurora
Stop spamming.
March 16, 2008 at 9:46 AM
Renovatio said…
@CD
Have you seen my blogroll? It's 100+ blogs, and I've got about fifty more on a notepad file somewhere as the blogger blogroll script can't handle anything over 80ish links. Not that hard to get lost, when half of them have that annoying habit of opening a new window (hint hint) and the other half (sweetly) open the comment box in the same window.
March 16, 2008 at 9:47 AM
CrazyDiamond said…
@mystique: Thanks...belated is good.

@reno: heh...ok, a new window no longer opens your blogging cribbiness.
March 16, 2008 at 10:16 PM
Anonymous said…
@Ren: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=anwy2MPT5RE now THIS is spam. :P
March 17, 2008 at 4:04 AM
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