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It's after midnight, so I can officially wish a big HAPPY BIRTHDAY to my birthday twin, angelchicken! AC, I hope you have a wonderful birthday today. I'm sure it's not what you were expecting your birthday to be a few months ago, but I hope it's still a blast. May Chicago treat your right on your special day, and all throughout your new year. You're funny and sweet and pretty and an all-around blast to hang out with. I hope soon we'll be able to meet up for post-birthday drinks!

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This morning I was in the shower, playing a loop of Gnarls Barkley's "Crazy" in my head, and thinking to myself how completely over this song I am already. (Seriously, what song has had this much airplay since Daniel Powter's "Bad Day" or James Blunt's "Beautiful," I ask you?) So here I was, certain in my decision that I was DONE with that damn song. And then this happened.

OMG. Chewie on drums! Boba Fett on keyboards! X-wing pilots singing backup! It's just too perfect. CHEWIE!

And now I'm all sucked in, all over again. Phooey.

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In other news, it's been a good day at work. Two pieces of carrot cake, some fudge, and the guys sang me the Birthday Dirge. All is well.