Hi! Happy Birthday to me! I am 27 today, folks. Today I am taking a sick day from work- the poopy part is that I really feel awful. Yesterday was a fairly stressful day for me and I ended up having a case of the vapors. To sum it up without going into detail- I basically had a round conference table full of lawyers asking me to explain why I suck at my job and why I don’t know anything. (That is a bit of an exaggeration but that is how I felt during my little spell afterwards). Sorry if that doesn’t make sense but I don’t think I am suppose to talk about it since it is work-related and legal matters related. Anywho, I have a migraine now. It hurts. PLUS, last night when I was walking Ziggy I feel down directly on my tailbone. So, while I may have been able to work today, I don’t feel good, I don’t want to, and it’s my birthday dammit. I plan on eating chips and drinking soda and watching daytime tv. Isn’t that what birthdays are about- eating and acting like an elderly bedridden soap-drama addict?