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I don’t think I’ve thrown a birthday party since I was six because I hate planning things like that, but you would be surprised at the nice things people do for you when it’s your birthday. Like bringing you to eat delicious burritos and partake in super chavelas. Or feeding you prawns and ice cream cake (not at the same time; that would be less nice). Or hanging balloons over your cubicle and giving you the tiniest of tiaras and a bizarre paper robot. Or inviting you to run around a house with the lights out playing laser tag. Which resulted almost immediately in me running into a piano and falling down. I’m not good at these things. And yet, I’ve managed to survive for over two decades. Hurrah.