March 21, 2008 - Four in the afternoon:

“Soooo someone’s birthday is coming up…” She says, striking a mock-thinking pose.

“Who’s birthday?”

“I dunno…I thought you could tell me!”

“Brittany Spears?” I suggest.

“Oh, maybe!” She says, and then adds after a few minutes of silence, “So what do you want for your birthday?”

“I want…” I say, thinking for a few seconds, “one of Matt Damon, please!”

“You will only get him if he climbs through your window in the middle of the night.”

March 22, 2008 - Two in the morning:

“Happy Birthday Jillian!” Mike says, holding up his glass and cheering to me. One of the rules for “Circle of Death” (he drew the Jack card and made up this rule) was that every time you had to take a drink you had to say ‘happy birthday Jillian’ and clink your glass with mine.

“Get your ass over here so I can cheer you!” Mike adds from the Circle of Death table across the room.

“Wait…I’m looking still,” I say, staring out the glass sliding door.

“For what?” Mike says, coming up behind me. He looks out the glass door as if there is cake and cookies on the porch.

“Matt Damon.” I say simply. I turn around to see Mike staring at me.

“Did you take LSD in-between the four beers?”

“Naw, I don’t think so.” I say, shrugging and walking back over to the kitchen table. “Anyways, I don’t think he’s coming…damn.”

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