B-Day + 1
Mom and Dad called and Dad even sung me Happy Birthday. He doesn't take much interest in my life overall, and despite insisting I was 37 this year and one year calling me on November 2 to wish me a Happy Birthday, I suppose it's better than forgetting.
My co-workers even remembered this year with surprise cupcakes. I guess I didn't warrant the trip out to lunch that everyone else gets, but I'll take it because: cupcakes.
My GF even baked me some cupcakes and we had them last night during Glee. Speaking of, Matthew Morrison (Will Schuester), I hope we see more of you and your curly head of sexiness in the future, and not just in something that requires singing and dancing. He owned that scene last night between he and co-star Jessalyn Gilsig, and she's been around the block a time or two.
I celebrated 35 exactly the way I planned: with a cheeseburger and Supernatural. My GF was even able to choke down approximately 12 minutes of "Bad Day at Black Rock" until she abandoned me for Jack/Ianto fanfic.
The only minor discordant note was the fact that someone stole my deelishus date, walnut, and raisin oatmeal from my desk in work. They didn't just steal a packet or two, they took the whole box! WTF people?
I'm hoping 35-up will improve on the past 34 years. I have a job and a place to live and loved ones, but I still feel directionless and unfulfilled. Excuse me while I ennui.

awake
solemn
hot
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tired
exanimate
calm
contemplative
meh
happy

