Apr 02, 2009 02:57
Haha, I'm not trying to whine, but I didn't get anything from anyone I wasn't related to for my birthday, except tricked into spending $20 on myself by being lead to believe I was being taken out for dinner (and not just accompanied.) Considering I'm unemployed, I don't know why people didn't make this fact clear to me!
And then today was so boring, and I didn't get to buy the posters I wanted to gift Becca and Zoë, and Max forgot to hang out with me and went to Monki's instead...I'm confused as to how many times a person can actually do this before their significant other lodges SOMEWHERE in their temporal lobe for a significant amount of time...
I'm just sad. This weekend had better be pimptastic. It's got a string of shitty birthdays to make up for.
2008: Red Bull. Everyone is unemployed. No fucking way.
2007: Awkward, no friends, stressing about paying rent and getting away from that Velveeta-loaf of a roommate.
2006: Dad-strife, living with house-bound grandparents and missing my cat. Was cuter than the rest!
2005: Not doing school, also not celebrating save a cake.
yup.