Can’t watch the men’s team gymnastics. I know how it ends. Instead, I will discuss how this year’s birthday is already shaping up to be better than last year’s, mostly because I will not have to wake up at 6:30 to catch a train to White Plains. Also, last year no one knew it was my birthday because I was like 2 weeks into a temp job and I’m SO WEIRD about this stuff. This year, I told my co-workers, so maybe I’ll get a cupcake or something. Had an urge to listen to “No Church in the Wild” on the way home, and I still love the instrumental part so, so much. The percussion. The booming. That elastic-y sound that I have no idea regarding its origin. Listening to that also took me back to last year. I suppose “Watch the Throne” came out at the tail end of July. Also, I asked Mom how she was told to pronounce “Margiela” to see if she did it like Kanye. I was foolish enough to actually put Spotify onto my work laptop, and all I did was listen to WtT. I’m sure that job was really thrilled to see all the crap I put onto the computer. I was there for about 3 weeks altogether. Well, I didn’t muck up any other computers after that, just to be safe. Nor did I have the stones to bring in any personal items until I actually got hired (save for a coffee mug/water glass). Above all else - time flies, oh my goodness. It seems like yesterday that I was taking that train to White Plains and wondering how my nose was going to come out and wondering who would ultimately hire me. I feel older but wiser but still 22.