~ Seems here at the office yesterday they forgot it was my birthday [honestly, I didn’t notice]. They all feel disproportionately [though I suspect minorly insincerely] terrible about it. I decided not to milk it. I’m not sure what I’d even milk it for. We’re going out for lunch today. Can’t miss out on free lunch because I “wasn’t vocal enough” yesterday. I think they were more in a panic that they almost missed free lunch. Offices revolve around sacks of chocolate and free lunches.
~ The Sun is shining. I feel like I should run out and soak in a few rays of vitamin D. This year I’m beginning to wonder if I don’t get a touch of the SAD after all. This could be a problem since I dislike the Sun and avoid its invisible tentacles of UV death at all costs. I suppose it’s not worth relative eternal youth to have seasonal depression twelve months of the year. Time to start wrinkling. I’m getting to the age where a little of the Clint Eastwood leather on the cheeks wouldn’t be a bad thing.
~ Dinner with the parents was nice and not half as awkward as I feared. You can chit-chat about snow and storm damage for over an hour. My dad really enjoyed his ribs. And the half-litre of very sherry-like merlot my mom and I shared [I had at least two-thirds of it] got me kind of lit. More lit than the tea lights that kept going out and my mom kept stealing new ones from other tables.
~ I suspect the Urbane Decay covers are printed and waiting for me at Impact. I haven’t even checked due to the snow and I guess because we’re going out for lunch, I won’t be able to pick them up until monday. I also wanted to go to the post office and mail something today. But I guess that’ll have to wait too.
~ Crap. It’s the first and I forgot to pay rent. Again.