P.S. 10/2/2001
Just for the record, I'm more than a little pissed at my friends back home. Its the fifth year that they forgot my birthday. How come Erin, Helen, and Linda, who've only known me for six weeks can remember my b'day? Granted, I forgot Panama's, but at least I remembered the next day and sent her a card. However, this is the first year that I forgot her birthday. Every year she forgets mine.
I know everyone's busy, but hell, so am I. You can't remember my damn birthday? Oh well, Helen, Erin, and Linda made it special. I'll just remember to return the favor when it comes to their b'days...
Phobia of the Day: Belonephobia- Fear of pins and needles
Until my next ramble
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