My baby brother's birthday is today, which means his Bar Mitzvah is in t-minus 24 days, which means I'm totally missing it, which means I win the award for lamest sibling of the year. In the Jewish culture, having your Bar/Bat Mitzvah is probably only second to your wedding in "most important events of your entire lifetime" (good luck, little J). Meanwhile, I'll probably be sleeping or whatever thousands of miles away.
Anyway, at least I did get him a cake. It's chocolate and from Whole Foods yummm.
BTW, his birthday means that my big 2-0/omg I'm not a teenager anymore birthday is in less than two months! I know, I need to suck it up since I'm going to be a junior and all so it's about time I hit this milestone. Still, it freaks me out because now I should be thinking about, you know, post-college jobs and stuff.
*I call him little J but this is highly ironic as he emerged from the womb at a whopping 10 pounds and hasn't stopped growing exponentially since.
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