cornerofmadness

I'm not even sure I'm all that depressed any more. It's not really my age that makes me depressed so much as not being where I thought I was and not being really happy over where I am. But what can you do right?

My brother and SIL had a little party for me today. Brother cooked salmon and tuna steaks and gave me 40 one dollar bills for the slots. I told him I'd use them to stuff into the jocks at the Thunder Down Under show. We played with the kittens.

concentrated evil

gonna bite you where it hurts

You’ll regret humiliating me on film

Hey you’re soft and squishy

Ooo fresh evil

Me and the Brother

evil_little_dog got me that shirt for my birthday.

And coming home i opened the front screen door from hell which has this monstrous spring on it and it likes to snap back (which dad says it doesn't) This time it did, scythed right across the top of my foot. Blood everywhere. Just what a diabetic needs a dirty wound from a screen door the day before she goes to Vegas and all that damn walking!

Speaking of which, if you don't hear from me I leave tomorrow for Vegas. I'll be back Friday morning. So thanks in advance for the birthday wishes.

ETA A href=" http://evil-little-dog.livejournal.com/153316.html">Look at the birthday story evil_little_dog wrote