Exception to the rule

Every year, I have the same problem: people ask me what I would like for my birthday. Every year, I'd be damned if I knew.

Indeed, it's a luxury problem and hardly worth breaking my pretty head over. I just take it as an indicator that I'm not doing too bad at all. And that's good enough a present for me.

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  1. Pieter
    Posted January 9, 2008 at 10:29 | Permalink

    But, lovely brother, what DO you want for your birthday?

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