Last night was my birthday party... guess who all showed up? A total of about 3 people. It meant a lot to me that they did show up. Ricky is my bro - my buddy. He always makes me feel better. Dave is my concert buddy, my movie pal, and we actually sit and talk about life a lot. I can count on him to always listen and I return the favor. Dave was kind of down - which bummed me out since he wasn't happy. He didn't really want to go out, but came over just for me. He's awesome

John stopped by early and took me out to supper at a mexican restaurant. That was really nice. I've known him nearly all my life - and our parents grew up together too. Got to catch up on things.

The rest of the night, however, sucked ass. I ended up in tears because... Wow that made me feel damn shitty. Some fucking birthday eh?

My parents came down today, we went out to eat. That didn't go as planned but we made the best out of it - they brought me a cake and mom made me a cool scrapbook... so that was awesome.

My grandfather sent me another $100... RoK!

Other than that... so far nothing really awesome.

Thanks for the cards and wishes you all did send.