My random friend. My flatmate. My roomie. My very close friend. My companion. My best friend. My vomit-all-over-her-but-she'll-still-drive-you-to-the-hospital-and-wake-up-beside-you-next-morning-holding-your-hand-girlfriend. My eternal caretaker, my life long support, my unconditional lover. My Mexican fucking queen. My wife. Depending on time zone, you're turning 30 today or tomorrow. And thank god or the course of nature for that. I wouldn't have been able to sustain within this pointless lump of lard that I am today without you. Mariana, to the infinite multiverse and back, I love you. Happy birthday.