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2002-06-25 / 2:47 p.m.

Last year was bad, this year is worse.

Twenty nine and my days are numbered.

My husband doesn't celebrate birthdays so I didn't get even a "happy birthday" from him. Not even a goodbye kiss this morning.

I don't want to be old.

GS hasn't been around all day and I've not even gotten a happy birthday email or ecard. Nothing.

zip

nada

But thank God I have my mother here at work to spread the word! And the activities director announced it overhead. My wish to be forgotten on this day has been denied.

I'm tired, sleepy tired. Every vanilla coke in all of Sacramento couldn't perk me up.

Claim Jumper tonight with my parents, Booger, my sister and I hope not my brother in law.

After he kidnapped my sister last week, I can't like him anymore. At least he fed his hostage and gave her change to call her mother.

Let me feel blah for now.