Next Monday is my birthday. It's the first time in my life, that I can remember, where I am not looking forward to this birthday. Pretty much all of my friends are in Los Angeles. I have aquaintences in NYC, but really have not kept up with most of those. So in a nutshell, it's going to be a crappy birthday.
I can't even look forward to speding it with my family, because I'm trying to keep my distance from my brother and his evil sister-in-law. My other brother I'm sure will be too busy, and my mom's mind is slowly slipping and sliding away.
Well, off to work. I'll worry about the birthday when it gets here.
I had to add this section:
As if I wasn't depressed enough, I come home and have the following conversation with my mom:
(Mom goes to the fridge and removes a doggie bag and points at its contents--Steak Gargonzola and Linguini that we both had on Saturday--less than two days ago!) Max, what's this?
Mom, it's the steak Gargonzola and pasta you had the other day.
I thought it was my hamburger from last night, but I finished that. So this is what you had, I never ate this.
Mom, we both ate it. We each ordered the same thing. Don't you remember?
No. I remember you had it, but I don't remember eating it. It looks good though.
I can't even look forward to speding it with my family, because I'm trying to keep my distance from my brother and his evil sister-in-law. My other brother I'm sure will be too busy, and my mom's mind is slowly slipping and sliding away.
Well, off to work. I'll worry about the birthday when it gets here.
I had to add this section:
As if I wasn't depressed enough, I come home and have the following conversation with my mom:
(Mom goes to the fridge and removes a doggie bag and points at its contents--Steak Gargonzola and Linguini that we both had on Saturday--less than two days ago!) Max, what's this?
Mom, it's the steak Gargonzola and pasta you had the other day.
I thought it was my hamburger from last night, but I finished that. So this is what you had, I never ate this.
Mom, we both ate it. We each ordered the same thing. Don't you remember?
No. I remember you had it, but I don't remember eating it. It looks good though.
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doublec:
yeah, hulk IS a tough guy to compet with...sorry max
about mom, dealing with that is never easy...i lost my dad before he got to the age where he started to forget things but it's happening to my uncle now and it's so sad to see
my thoughts are with you *hugs*
brite_red_scream:
oh man...if i was in the NYC i'd make SURE your b-day was slammin'....well man...u still have the whole weekend...u never know who you might meet to spend it with!