Well, well ,well. It's that time of year again.

That's right: My half-birthday has come and gone and nobody was kind enough to wish me well. Yeah, yeah, I know. Why would you possibly want to celebrate the halfway point to your day of birth?

Because it's a whole lot more fun than having a hangover on the first of January, that's for sure.

That's right, guys. This little lady's halfwayday is the new year. How cool am I? That, unfortunately, not the point of this blog. As much as I'd like to sit around and debate the magnitude of my awesomeness all day, I have bigger fish to fry.

Namely, the awesomenatude of Theadless.com. For where my family and friends failed me, threadless was kind enough to supply a present for me on that most stupendous of days (although, technically, it happened before the first, I was lucky enough to not open the email until said day).

The gift of imminent kitten destruction is the greatest gift of all.

So thank you, Threadless, for being a batter friend than the woman who spat me out of her body.

(For anyone lost in the nonspecifics of my blog, I'm thanking Threadless for reprinting the design "Adorable Disaster", which I discovered on my Half-Birthday. It made my day.)