The Number of the Day is 42
And the letters are F and U! Just kidding! No, it’s Merry’s birthday and she did a post for me, which means I should do one for her. My post-making has not been awesome lately, but you do what you have to do, even if it is literally on the day it’s due. So I made her a picture and stuff, cause I couldn’t even make the balloons on Facebook. I tried, but it kept trying to make me celebrate my OWN birthday, which I didn’t want to do again, especially when it was her turn. I hate Facebook and their stupid celebration stuff. Boo.
She’s 42 today! Which is awesome, cause that means she’s made it 42 years even with death and disease and terrorism and Trump! I mean, you think of ALL the things that could kill you literally any second and it’s amazing any of us are here! We could get run over by trucks today! Wait. This does not sound like a birthday post. Sorry!
In all seriousness, I do count Mer among my best friends because even though we haven’t met in person, like my other close friends, she has been here for me. Sometimes more than others can cause she’s on the other side of the screen all the time. Well, not all the time, I mean she goes to the bathroom and sleeps, but often she’s there. And she helps me through the day. Which is all any of us can do. What with genocide and hurricanes and all.
We met with a Fruitcake award, and made ourselves super heroes, and we are still hanging out, even if it’s on the web. So happy birthday to my Wonder Twin. And many more!
Saying we don’t have the Apocalypse! We can share a bunker!