Grr.

February 16, 2005

I hate you, stupid flu-or-whatever-disease-I-have-contracted. I want to go home and get back in bed but I can’t, because of course you always hit me in the third week of February every.freakin’.year, the week when I have tons of stuff to do at work, and my birthday is coming up, and I’m usually getting ready to go out of town to a conference.

I hate you I hate you Ihateyou.

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6 Comments Leave a Comment

  • 1. Lauren  |  February 16, 2005 at 11:02 am

    you and Michael Jackson both, eh?

  • 2. jim  |  February 16, 2005 at 1:35 pm

    when’s your birthday?

    mine is TOMORROW! WOO!

    feel better.

  • 3. Lauren  |  February 16, 2005 at 5:26 pm

    My birthday’s a week from today!

  • 4. ~A  |  February 17, 2005 at 12:45 pm

    I’m going to ignore all the b-day talk for now and just insist you get better.

    get better already.

  • 5. Beth  |  February 18, 2005 at 8:21 am

    Happy Birthday! All the cool kids were born in February, and you share a birthday with my husband. I certainly hope you’re feeling better by now, it would be no good at all to be sick on your birthday. Do something fun!

  • 6. Kristen  |  February 18, 2005 at 9:04 am

    Happy birthday! 25 was a fun year for me and I hope it will be for you, too!

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