My birthday was acceptable. I was good most of the day but it hit me at night that I was by myself on my birthday. Oh well. It is what it is. The islanders threw me a party so there's that. That stupid game is so cute. I heard from a good number of people which made me feel cared about. Genuine well wishing too. Of course I also received a half dozen emails from people trying to sell me shit on my birthday so fuck off capitalism. Plus a phone call from the bank which too was just "since it's your birthday, this is a good time to review your investments and insurance" call. No. Fuck off.
B is coming home today. YAY!
Still on 'vacation'. Whoop dee doo.
No comments:
Post a Comment