forgot my pills.
it suddenly dawns on me that maybe that clue by four last night is why I feel on the outside with regards to my team. There's no real place for the skills I brought to the table, and ... well, y'know.
bleh. feel the suck.
I appreciate you guys all trying to wish me a happy birthday, but my birthday is not on a Wednesday this year. Which means it wasn't last Wednesday, and it wasn't today. ;) And I'm not sure if I should be horrified 'cause y'all are trying to make me older than I am, or just greatly amused.
Granted, this seems to have happened because I mentioned a countdown last tuesday, and then made my annual manic-depression anniversary observation this morning.
I mean, I'm horribly amused, since it seems like people just aren't understanding my crazy moon language. ;)
So, hold off for a couple days, gang, and I assure you that you'll have the chance. ;) Friday's the day.
While I'm thinking about it, another round of Good Idea/Bad Idea.
Good Idea: Wearing the t-shirt that horribly degenerates your rival school during rivalry week.
Bad Idea: Wearing said t-shirt to an appointment with a alum of your rival school, when she's doing a favour for me.
Yeah, this dawned on me this morning, so I put the rivalry shirt up for Friday and Saturday and wore my shirt from the city that took Juan on the chin. ;)