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Older Than Jesus

Happy birthday to me. This means I get to eat chocolate marble cake with chocalate sauce dripped over the top dipped into a bowl of espresso. My love bought me Transatlanticism (mp3s), which rocks a little more than Death Cab’s previous albums. Also, a lovely wool scarf. The sun is shining through the leaves that the wind is blowing off the trees and after this blessed Indian summer I am ready for winter.