Life is a BITCH and then you have friends to remind you of that.
Have you ever had birthday hell? I have, long story so I will share the moral thereof.
When someone tells you they will do something, dont believe them, when they tell you they have plans and you will have fun, make plans to do something else because they will stand you up. Get the point, it goes on and on. I should have remembered that after thirty-five years, people are people. They look after themselves, and fuck everyone else.
What will I do about this dilema, I am going to blow it off, move on and make new friends. I turned down two dates for my birthday, re-arranged my work schedule to accomodate people, mark my typed words, that will not ever happen again, I am tired of being there for people and their lives when I take bottom string in things. Its now about me.
Peace out!
