i don't have anything to complain about really...well my glasses notwithstanding. so that makes for bad art, and worse prose. but ohwell. i'm always happier on the other side, but i'm actually ok, my birthday is coming up next week and usually they are friendless affairs, so i'm keeping my expectations low. i've got pension now, so fuck it its all good. relatively.
I'm sorry you're not looking forward to your birthday.