This is a terrible-quality picture of me turning 24, rocking it with Jeff Tweedy because nothing says "You're 24 baby!" like sitting front-and-center at a drop-dead awesome Wilco concert:
I started writing a post about everything I remember from every birthday I've had. Turns out what I remember basically amounts to nothing (pre-10-years-old) and a chronology of crushes (teenage years), so it wasn't shaping up to be anything interesting. At all. But I had to write something because it's supposed to be momentous, turning a new number, and also I was a really cute one-year-old so I wanted to document :).
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