It's been just about the worst birthday I can remember...
First, I got mono. Second, I got T-boned by some douche-bag in my brand new Yaris, went and folded half of my car (the passenger side) in on itself. It's been such a great birthday, all I can hope for now is a bullet in the skull.
Ouch. That sounds like a truly fucking shitstorm of a birthday. I wish I could have made it over but I spent most of today in the medical clinic, and my paycheque wasn't grandiose enough to allow for any kind of extrawaterial travel. Either way... have a good year, regardless of whether the first day to begin it was good or bad, vow to make the remainder filled only with happiness and sunshine.
