Saturday, April 30, 2005


It's my birthday

And I awoke to find the world a slightly different place. For one thing, it had tatami matting and a sliding door. In my drunken state, it seems I had ended up in Mike's room.

Mike, upon returning home and finding me unconscious on his futon, had to sleep in my room. Fortunately, determined not to begin the next chapter in my history surrounded by filth, I had tidied it.

As it turns out, I could have saved myself the effort.

Happy Birthday!

Sorry for hiccupping my way through our conversation earlier! I had just gotten home from the Vancouver chapter of your birthday celebrations. Too bad you couldn't make it!

Happy Birthday again!

oh F**k.

I'm shite with Birthdays.

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