birthday season continues. yesterday was the hebequeen slash hobos birthday. i hope she had a great day. i will add her birthday card to the pile in my room that remain unsent. it is ironic the way i love writing mail but hate actually sending it. one of those love hate things i was talking about last week.

actually i have a love hate thing with birthdays. especially mine. don't even talk to me about how i feel i was underserved by my workplace this year (ie NO BIRTHDAY CAKE. NO MORNING TEA. NOTHING). again though, note the irony of my unsent birthday cards. i commit the underwhelming people on their birthday crimes too.

"this one goes out to all the birthday ladies" argh, paul mccartney makes me feel nauseous. in a bad way.

other birthdays of note this week include my sister, who has given birth to the lights of my life and for that i'll always be grateful, and jo hubris who i may actually get to meet at some point. maybe (if the stars align). speaking of stars, it was paul mccartney's birthday some time this week (fyi my turn offs include paul mccartney and people who look like him) and lionel ritchie turns older tomorrow too. according to the capital times anyway. a big birthday week you could say. which is why i need to get on with my posting things. number one priority tomorrow - THE POST SHOP.