in St Louis, it’s my birthday already.

I’m 31 somewhere (and really, haven’t I been 31 all my life? Aren’t we all somehow 31?). Woohoo. Man, it’s dry here. I wish I had some eye drops, and, since I am inexplicably terrified of eye drops, a qualified practitioner to administer them.

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