Tuesday, April 17, 2007

Work Is What You Make It.

That's all I have to say. I hate birthdays like Garfield hates Mondays and opposite of his love for lasagna. It's not age. It's the idea. I do appreciate how nice everyone is for wishing me a happy one. I just wish that I liked it more. I like them, just not the birthday. I'm also horribly uncomfortable at accepting gifts. By the way, that's my desk. Notice the USB rockets. They are awesome and they are pointed at the door. Safety First!

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I feel you. My b-day is this week and I hate it when people make a fuss. I hide it from people at work, although rumors of an ice-cream cake have been circulating. I may have to call in sick.