Wednesday, August 25, 2010
I have absolutely no plans for my birthday. I’m currently at work – most likely be here ‘til six or seven … although I did actually drive to work today so I “could” leave whenever. I usually commute via bus but decided to avoid the hassle today. Of course this means that today is one of the more rare days where I will not be forcing myself to walk the 1.3 miles to and from the bus stop; or, to put it more succinctly, won’t be exercising. That’s not good. I need the exercise. It doesn’t seem to be working (at all, actually) as I’m not getting any of those unexpected surprises that started becoming commonplace when I was living in Germany – little things like needing to purchase jeans that wouldn’t slide off whilst I was walking. Granted, I’ve only been walking everywhere (well, not “everywhere” but most places) for about four months here in California; but I’ve noticed absolutely nothing. There have been a couple people that said I appeared to be losing weight although I attribute those instances to what I was wearing. I get to see the completely unadulterated me in the mirror each and every morning and the image hasn’t changed a bit – even I wouldn’t fuck me and my standards aren’t very high…
But, as is usual with my messed up little mind, I have once again veered off topic. Perhaps that’s just one of the side effects of my advanced age…? Sounds a bit like senility to me… Okay, so what was I talking about again???
Oh yeah, it’s my birthday. It’s my birthday and, other than the spattering of “Happy Birthdays” that I’ve received, it’s just another day; but, to me at least, that really is all it is – just one more day closer to death. Now I do realize that most people, on their birthdays, still try to treat them like they’re something special … even if their “good” years are long behind them. In fact, it’s usually the friends of these poor chumps that try to turn the day into a grand occasion – often at the satirical expense of the “guest of honor” resulting in amusement and hilarity being enjoyed by all in attendance. But I have no worry of that happening. I really don’t have any friends here in California … at least not anymore – I used to think I had one but she’s since clearly made it known that I was mistaken.
Happy birthday to me … I guess…