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And so it is the day in which I was dragged outa my Ma's womb with tongs (still got the scar, too). Although I dig my birthday well enough, there's not much of signifigance to it this year. I'm a stones throw away from 30, which is pretty freaky. Other than that, my 10 Year High School Reunion is supposed to be this year, but it don't matter cause I ain't goin', cause I know it's gonna be chumpchange, cause my class was chumpchange. Still, another spin around the planet definately warrants a taco dinner with the works, so that's the big plan for Saturday.

I was gonna Rant about how much Ultimate Extinction annoys the piss out of me, but for some reason I'm not in the mood right now. Honestly, Ultimate Extinction is a pretty cool series if it wasn't supposed to be about the Silver Surfer and Galactus. The, um, liberties that Warren Ellis has taken with two of my all time favorite comic book characters has left me cold. Screw Ultimate Extinction.