But really, why isn’t my mother’s day? I didn’t have to do squat. Whatever, gimme presents, gimme cake, and treat me well. I’m already over this mothers getting credit thing.<br/><br/>So today I am 24. On this day in 1982 at around 8am (I think, probably wrong) I was born in to this world. Location? Philadelphia, PA. Frankford Hospital to be exact. 24 brings so many good things to a person… So many that I can’t think of one. Next year I turn 25, which is awesome cause insurance rates will drop. After that? I die. Great!<br/><br/>I was planning on posting up my pictures from our little family trip to Philly today, but somehow my CF card is corrupt. I can view the pictures on my camera, but my computer can’t read them via the memory card reader. Hrmph, I’ll have to work on that, but not today.<br/><br/>I should also note that I share this day with my dark-skinned friend, Navin, and a kid I went to grade school with, Craig Shackleford. Forget them though, this is my site and on my site this is my day.