Crappy birthday to me...

[gong_show_hero]

I had coffee and cake with my dad and his wife yesterday, but instead of being a celebration of both our birthdays (his; belated, mine; early), it was really just an onslaught of crappy family developments. The least of which being that I searched for hours to find my father a print of Marilyn Monroe that he didn't yet have, only for him to open it and not know who the fuck was in the portrait. I had even bought the Betty Boop card six months ago, because I know how much he loves her. Then he hands me my gift (an envelope), and says that he's sorry, but he has to spend less now, so he couldn't get me the $20 t-shirt I asked for. Instead, I got $100 in Value Village gift certificates.

(If you're wondering, yes, he is from a completely different planet.)

So I bought myself this and this as consolation prizes for coming from a weird fucking family.