Monday was my birthday and only three people called me monday. (mom around 9am and my sister around 2pm they wished me happy birthday and Candice's grandmother called to bitch about candice to me for some fucking reason).
The rest of the day I just set in front of the computer at the house creating T-shirt designs. I was gong to go out but ended up staying in front of the computer
. It wasn't until I got to work tonight that someone ask me about my birthday when I realized that I did nothing. See it aint that I care if any calls and wish me a happy birthday or not. I don't care it is just another day closer to death.
I need to quit working and get a life.
The rest of the day I just set in front of the computer at the house creating T-shirt designs. I was gong to go out but ended up staying in front of the computer
. It wasn't until I got to work tonight that someone ask me about my birthday when I realized that I did nothing. See it aint that I care if any calls and wish me a happy birthday or not. I don't care it is just another day closer to death.
I need to quit working and get a life.