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How I Spent My Birthday

How I spent my birthday, by Michael R. Barrick.

I guiltlessly woke up at the crack of noon with a fierce determination to coast through the day with a minimum of anxiety and the voices of decades of guilt-trips about what I "should" be doing on mute. Grocery shopping had been done the day before. Bills were already paid. One of the nice things about being born on the 31st is that my birthday is also a payday so I was unconcerned about spending the cash in my wallet frivolously.


Is there something going on tonight that I don't know about? I can't get a damn cab. I should have been setting up my photo-booth 45 minutes ago.

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Ho.  Ly.  Crap.

Busiest picture night to date.

One hundred and ninety-five pictures on the camera (I'm not sure how many of those are good ones yet, probably about half). Forty-one prints sold.

I'm surprised the batteries held out. They went straight into the chargers when I got home so I could get through charging everything back up for Skank tonight.

FFS I've been waiting 45 minutes for a cab.

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