My birthday was kind of surreal in the sense that I've been so busy lately I haven't really had time to think about my impending birthday, and all of a sudden it was here, and now it's over, and I did lots of shit, but it still somehow didn't seem like my birthday. But it was cool. There were boobs Friday night, and booze Friday and Saturday night, and sushi today, and lots of good presents. And super duper thanks to everybody who wished me happy birthday. It made me smile lots, and I'm loathe to update, 'cause I really like seeing the 24 comment count. 
No birthday sex today, though, which was a bit of a bummer. It was delayed due to minor illness. I understand, though. No one likes to fuck with a tummy ache. But he better honor my fucking raincheck is all I'm saying.
I always have these deep and profound thoughts about things I want to hash out in my journal while I'm driving home from work, and then I get home and it's all gone. I need some sort of oral dictation journaling device.
The joys of being on AIM:
******:hi
Me: Hiya
******:age/pic?
******:i saw your profile and thought you seem cool
Me: My AOL profile?
******:yea
8:45 PM
Me: Damn, it's been forever since I wrote that.
******:oh
******:age/pic?
Me: 23, as of today
******:well happy bday
8:50 PM
Me: Thanks.
******:pic?
Me: Why?
******: curios
Me: You know what they say about curiosity and the cat and all that.
******: ouch
9:25 PM
You left the chat by logging out or being disconnected.
Reconnecting to marauderxk
******: you going to give me a pic or what
9:30 PM
Me: I wasn't planning on it.
******: ok then im going to delete you
******: just cuz its your bday doesnt mean you should act messed up
Me: I find it interesting that your version of "messed up" includes people who aren't keen on sending their picture to complete strangers.
******: whatever bite me
Me: I can see I'm missing a great deal by not making your acquaintance. Lucky me.
I'm crying myself to sleep for sure, now that another 14 year old asshole doesn't want to be my friend.
P.S. I got no birthday spankings this year.
No birthday sex today, though, which was a bit of a bummer. It was delayed due to minor illness. I understand, though. No one likes to fuck with a tummy ache. But he better honor my fucking raincheck is all I'm saying.
I always have these deep and profound thoughts about things I want to hash out in my journal while I'm driving home from work, and then I get home and it's all gone. I need some sort of oral dictation journaling device.
The joys of being on AIM:
******:hi
Me: Hiya
******:age/pic?
******:i saw your profile and thought you seem cool
Me: My AOL profile?
******:yea
8:45 PM
Me: Damn, it's been forever since I wrote that.
******:oh
******:age/pic?
Me: 23, as of today
******:well happy bday
8:50 PM
Me: Thanks.
******:pic?
Me: Why?
******: curios
Me: You know what they say about curiosity and the cat and all that.
******: ouch
9:25 PM
You left the chat by logging out or being disconnected.
Reconnecting to marauderxk
******: you going to give me a pic or what
9:30 PM
Me: I wasn't planning on it.
******: ok then im going to delete you
******: just cuz its your bday doesnt mean you should act messed up
Me: I find it interesting that your version of "messed up" includes people who aren't keen on sending their picture to complete strangers.
******: whatever bite me
Me: I can see I'm missing a great deal by not making your acquaintance. Lucky me.
I'm crying myself to sleep for sure, now that another 14 year old asshole doesn't want to be my friend.
P.S. I got no birthday spankings this year.
I am now wishing you a rosy cheeked belated birthday. Damn.
I totally know that feeling of having a "birthday" and sorta waking up the next day not really feeling like it was really a birthday. It being 'ok', but ... just not a 'birthday'.
Actually, I foresee my next birthday being very much like that.