As much as I hate the fact that I’m about to fall over the
edge of the calendar and into the deep abyss that is thirty; October always
gives me the warm and fuzzies. It’s kind of hard to be a Grinch when the
universe in all its infinite wisdom has given me a license to celebrate my
sheer awesomeness and bless the world with my diva-ocity for at least one more
year.
