Today was the worst day I've had all month. Possibly the worst I've had in a long time. So much shit went wrong today. And as a grand finale I have to work 12 hours every day for the next week starting tomorrow Sunday. In other words, my weekend is gone. So much for having a birthday party. Go figure that the one year I actually want to do something that I get fucked over.

The thing I was planning at Dave and Busters, it isn't going to happen.

From this point on, anyone that wishes me a happy birthday will get a huge FUCK YOU. Leave me alone.

[EDIT] Well, it changed again. Now I don't have to show up until Sunday. So my party can happen. If you are still interested just let me know.