Happy Birthday to me and Pee Wee Herman! It started out crappy, but ended great. Got up to dawn patrol, and it's crappy onshore junk. Then I get an e-mail telling me I neglected to register for a class that is required in the first semester - DOH!
More silly hoop jumping will lead to something one day. Maybe a fancy funeral, yeah.
All day I remained under the radar, since someone had forgotten to include me on the August birthday board at work. I originally was hurt, then glad to escape the attention, then sad again because I realized I must need the attention.
All day I was tortured about the class thing, not knowing what I would do about it, and the fact that I had missed the first one of the one I really needed. At the end of the day, I decided to drop the one I had attended last night. The professor was so inspiring, never looked you in the eye, and why did she tell us that she was addicted to smoking? Now I have the challenge of my first online class - sigh - and I am not nearly as enthused as I was when I went back for Sociology a few years ago.
More hoops. Is it all worth the extra money? Or... surf trips? Okay, yes.
The surf came up this afternoon from Tropical Storm Danny. 6.6 feet at 13 seconds! I raced out there as soon as I got out of work, to shake off the day. The waves looked pretty big, but shapeless, onshore. My English Professor from Junior College waved to me, and we walked out to surf together. Boy, did that suck. All closeouts, but it was good to wash off some of the day's angst. Then I went home, and Colby saved me from an anxiety attack, by helping me register for the required class and dropping the chain smoker one.
Then, here it comes, the best part. Colby sent me a letter in the mail for my birthday, full of fond memories. There is no present on earth that can compare. If the house goes up in flames, I am running inside for that letter.
The next best part? Going to Bruce and Karen's tonight, where Brie had made the most amazing homemade pizzas, salad, and raspberry chocolate cake. Junior, Bob, Cindy, Andy, Deb, Ryan, Bruce, Karen, Brie, Lucille, and Giovanni made the party. We even had fireworks! My favorite: A penguin with flames shooting out its ass! Only wish that Magic hadn't had open house tonight. He couldn't make it in time.
Well, my friends, have fun surfing without me tomorrow. I will take the leftovers on Saturday, but I will be in and out of the water before you even roll out of your cozy little beds in the morning...
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