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Keep in mind a lot of these posts are on the #latergram status because I couldn't get my life together as these moments were happening.
Lets talk about my birthday ... well. I turned 32.
These are the years that the years keep on passing by. I think I have the Wendy Williams approach on aging. There's nothing wrong with a tight dress at 50 why not add some heels and a microphone at 32? I introduced my cohorts to Korean karaoke in Chicago. If you've ever been to a Korean karaoke club, getting a sweet room with alcohol and and food served to you is pretty sweet. You get to sing sweet tunes on a fancy programmed microphone all night long.

However, this club will remain nameless but it was not as swank as the Korean karaoke clubs in LA or Asia. It looked like a cheaply made house that was converted into a cheaply made brothel that was eventually cheaply made into a Karaoke bar. Basically so much cheaply made was happening and I could not handle. But everyone had a great time and I was grateful that I had gotten to spend my birthday with such wonderful friends. I was drunk as a skunk. I was rockstar and hot mess all at once. Here's a song to commemorate the experience.