When I was a child....

I NEVER get religious, but I have always loved the First Epistle of Paul to the Corinthians:

"When I was a child, I spake as a child,
I understood as a child, I thought as a child:
but when I became a man, I put away
childish things. For now we see through a
glass, darkly; but then face to face: now
I know in part; but then shall I know even
as also I am known."

Mmmm hmmmm. Some adults I know still are children in so many ways. Laura is one...and I am sorry I ever got involved. She called me today and left a message with a bunch of lies in it about why she didn't call or get together with me this weekend. And I know she didn't really want to talk to me, because she called my house at atime when she knew I was working, and not my cell. Bizzatch. And, she 5got my birthday. Yeah, some friend, right?

But on the brightest of sunny notes...IT'S MY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!! I am now 32 years old. And I have a couple boxes of gifts that came to me from the East Coast...they will warm my life up! And Beth is actually being a friend lately, and is even buying me and bringing me Chipotle tonight.....how dreamy. I love a gigantic, stuffed-with-goodness burrito. I have to go and get a clean birthday suit on and wait for food! And look through the presents.....for some reason, I won't open them til after dinner. I don't know why.

The guys at work all did a swell thing and bought their boss a cake today, too!!!!! None of the office dweebs even said anything, except Mike, the one decent fella there. Honest and one-faced and diligent. His birthday was Saturday, so mine is easy to remember. We have been working together for 3 of them now. But still, you would think the owner of the HR director would have remembered. Nah, I should have known better. I shoulda-fuckin'-betta-known-betta. I love that movie.

OK, off I go. Have a good night, all y'all.

-Rich