I am not, I repeat NOT having some lame please-come-to-the-Apple-Barrel-for-my-birthday thing this year. Because is it is not only lame, but sad, very sad. Last year my birthday sucked the big one. This year, instead of trying to scrounge up friends for myself, I will, perhaps, sit peacefully at home and eat some crackers. Thanks to my kindhearted boss, I can get started nice and early. Perhaps I will have a beer with my crackers. Who knows?

Birthdays suck. I don't recommend them to anyone over the age of 12.

I would also like to say that tomorrow is Midnight Madness at the mall and we are tax-free all day and I am working 10am to 10pm and I am going to kill myself, thus ridding myself of future birthdays. Score 1 for me.

Haley I been tryin' to call you but you just don't want the sweet lovin' that I have to give. I was all ready to sing, "I Just Called to say I Love You" and everything. Jeez.