It really crept up on me this year. Goodness! Amazing, it feels like just yesterday that I got my Louis Vuitton satchel for the first day of school. And now look – I’m a fully developed man! Quietly cruising around doing what feels nice. And no parents around, whatsoever! How do I remain so relatively stable? God only knows.

Seth, dreaming of palm trees and champagne

But I must just hand this birthday over to you. There is no need to celebrate my birthday. Because, as you know, there is a little piece of each of you inside my body (and me yours). This is, essentially, your birthday.

So happy birthday to YOU, 2oceansvibe readers. And thank you for being so perfect and smelling so beautiful.

If you INSIST on getting me something for my birthday, why don’t you CLICK HERE and cast your vote for the 2009 Blog Awards . That will be sufficient, I promise.

Declarations of love and cleavage shots with “Happy Birthday Seth” written across your chest, can be sent to editor@2oceansvibe.com – that won’t be a problem.

You can leave comments under this post, you can write all over my Facefuck page, you can Twitter me – the options are endless!

Oh, if you MUST send something of great value, send to PO BOX 227, Green Point, Cape Town, South Africa, 8051.

I gotta go play with this Brazilian model that a wealthy friend had delivered to The Safe House this morning so, without any further adieu, here is the usual birthday video…

It’s your birthday
We gon’ party like it’s yo birthday
We gon’ sip Bacardi like it’s your birthday
And you know we don’t give a fuck
It’s not your birthday!

[happy birthday also to Thor, Steyn and Nick]