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Today is my birthday; it is my 37th. And I am not "feeling it."
Maybe it's a garden-variety depression. Or maybe it's that I don't feel like celebrating in light of recent local events. Or maybe it's because I have to work tonight. I can't blame the weather; most of my birthdays have been gray and foggy. Whatever the reason, I gotta suck it up and put on the happy face.
I'm gonna walk some dogs, take a shower, and go to Flanagan's for an hour or so before I head off to One Eyed Jacks. After that, I'll be hittin' the Quarter again. If anyone is out and about tonight, please find me and hug me. I'd be most happy to see you.
This is stupid short notice, I know. I'm not one for making plans.
Maybe it's a garden-variety depression. Or maybe it's that I don't feel like celebrating in light of recent local events. Or maybe it's because I have to work tonight. I can't blame the weather; most of my birthdays have been gray and foggy. Whatever the reason, I gotta suck it up and put on the happy face.
I'm gonna walk some dogs, take a shower, and go to Flanagan's for an hour or so before I head off to One Eyed Jacks. After that, I'll be hittin' the Quarter again. If anyone is out and about tonight, please find me and hug me. I'd be most happy to see you.
This is stupid short notice, I know. I'm not one for making plans.