MJ is supposed to be twenty years old today, the big TWO-O, still a year short of drinking age not that it would stop her from drinking or anything cause I’m sure she started drinking at four. But man, time flies, eh? When I first virtually “met” her, she was only fifteen! But she looked like a thirteen year old until last year. I don’t know what happened last year, but all of a sudden, she started looking like, *GASP*, like an ADULT!

I “met” MJ online, through Petfinder message board. Then I got to meet her IRL, even though she wasn’t all that excited about our meeting, when I went to pick up Foster. We met again when MJ visited and stayed at my house, to take tons of pictures of NYC I presume, because she was bored or something and had nothing better to do that week.

MJ proclaims she’s a genius. I think that’s very close to the truth because I find that she can’t remember shit; I tell her something one day, and the next day, she would not only forget about it, she would not even remember any such conversation has ever taken place. So I think she IS a genius because every genius I’ve ever known is exactly like that. Naturally, I’m very happy to have MJ as a friend cause, you know, it’s a good thing to have a genius or two in your corner for… well, I don’t know, they must be good for SOMETHING, right?

Happy Twentieth Birthday, MJ!