You are lovely and I am sorry I do not have a present for you on your birthday. I wanted to post part 2 of my last fic but it is not happening, I am afraid. I would love to draw you something, but I really suck. And I fear my attempts at writing drabbles at two am would not exactly be a nice present.
But happy birthday anyway. You are loved and admired and respected and adored, and I hope you have every good thing your heart desires. Muah.