This isn't to say that my birthday magically became better after I wrote the last entry. However, I have to be fair: both my mom and dad made contact the next day. I got a card from my mom, and a call from dad. And of course, the best part of it all was that I decided on my own to not go out and be sociable because I was afraid someone else would get all the attention, and I'd end up being ignored. Guess what? He didn't go either, but for much, much better reasons than mine. So, not only was I being shallow and immature, I was just plain wrong on top of it all. Go me!

I guess the worst part is that I was so fixated on the negative that I completely overlooked the good things that happened. Several of my co-workers did come by my desk and wish me well. My company gave me a $20 gift certificate for Amazon.com. Several people around here besides co-workers sent me good wishes. And one very dear, long-time friend not only was the first person on that day to wish me a happy b-day, she even sent me a (slightly embarassing) FAX here at work that provided a great amount of amusement for my co-workers. And no birthday can be all bad when you've helped others to laugh.

Thank you, Pasha. I'm sorry that my sour mood Wednesday let me forget you like that.