Birthdays are definitely the opposite of wine. I think they get worse with age.
Favorite Presents I recieved this year:
- new hair-dye job from the roomie
- beads from Michael from the time he went for a job interview at a nuclear power plant
- a cure shirt from their album "pornography" from Loud Rock Dave
- a lovely mix CD
Not So-Favorite Presents I recieved this year:
- a phone call from my mother at 7am
- my car insurance bill laying on my desk that I will ignore for as long as possible
I did get to sleep in until my little heart's content and then Hass took me to Taco Bell. I ran around the office pretending to sort through the mail, but really knowing I can't do anything with those CD's until the system is up in the radio station. Then I went to dinner with my favorites where I paid for my own dinner, which I didn't end up eating anyhow. I think next year my birthday dinner will consist of a liquid diet.
Tomorrow night there will be a party at Loud Rock Dave's apartment. Let me know if you're interested in coming and I will give you the details.
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