Happy birthday to my little sister, Leslie. As she turns 24 today, I guess she's not so little anymore, but I'll always remember the time when she gave me a bloody nose. Sure, I was 6 and she was 2, so it seems like I had an advantage there, but she's always been a scrappy one.
And in other holy-fuck-I'm-really-this-old news, my niece just turned 13. Thirteen! I remember 13! It was horrible! (Except for the part where I met my favorite boy ever. That was fun. Except for when we had that argument which I won't mention. That was bad. And we were 13! Inconceivable.)
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