it's coming......

a new calendar year means another birthday.
saturday the 7th is mine.

my head's been all over the place this week, reflecting on years gone by, what's ahead, how much i've fucked up, how much i still need to do, blahblah blah blah blahblahblahblah.

based on the lack of christmas cards from folks that i care about, i doubt i'll see cards for the birthday either.

fuckers.


and as soon as i say that, my attitude changes again (like it normally does) and it becomes "fuck them"......i don't need their attention........i do shit my own way, to please myself.......

*woot woot*



fuckers.