Happy Birthday To Me!

Tuesday, January 4, 2005: I can't believe that I'm 36-years-old! I still think of myself as 17. I guess I have to come to grips with reality. I actually don't feel or look my age, so that's a good thing. I had a pretty uneventful day. I had to work, so that took up 10 hours of my day. Then we went to mom's for dinner. K made me a birthday cake and I got two gift certificates and the Aqua Teen Hunger Force DVD from A. Now I can't wait to watch it.

Right now I'm watching Amber Frey on "Dateline". Blah, blah, blah. What kind of person sleeps with a guy on the first date? Then, has that perfect stranger pick her child up from daycare? She doesn't know anything about this man, and she lets her most precious possession in his hands? She is quite possibly, the dumbest person on earth.

I'm having a hell of a time with W. That dumb fuck won't keep a job, therefore he can't keep up on his child support. So far, he's over $18,000 behind. I guess the only thing I'm able to do is fork out the $2,000 for a retainer and hire a lawyer. The WI Child Support system is doing nothing about it. I love their stupid commercials about how tough they are on dead-beat dads. Wow! That's the funniest thing I've heard in years.

M and I decided that we were going to exchange gifts next week. I have to think of something to get him. I already know he's getting me the bracelet I asked for from Tiffany's. :) I'm pretty lucky, hey?

I'm tired and want to go watch Amber Frey. After all, I'm 36 now, so I need all the sleep I can get.

Mich