Where's my cake?

Yesterday was my third anniversary at the paper I work for.

Sadly, when I came in to work in the morning, there were no streamers on my desk or a barbershop quartet singing my praises. Okay, well, yeah, I guess three years isn't all that spectacular.

It is pretty amazing how fast it went by. To celebrate, I didn't have to write a story for today's paper. Actually, that's not exactly true. The reason was just because the story I was going to write held for space reasons, and my boss was nice enought to tell me before I killed myself trying to write it by deadline. Hey, a girl can pretend.

Lesson learned: Guess Chris's 30 years are more impressive than my three.