So I haven't had a chance to tell you how my birthday went. I had already had the previous 4 days off, so I was feeling great! However on my birthday which was a Monday I woke up with a toothache and decided I should just get it checked out-no matter what day it was.
So I made an appointment-same day! Woo! And then I decided I should at least go get a birthday Mocha or something.
(All things which required me to get dressed unfortunately)
So I get dressed, drive down the hill,
I am almost to the coffee stand and my friend Kyle calls me. Probably to wish me a Happy Birthday. But no, he is calling me to tell me our friend Melissa passed away.
Fuck.
So I get out of line, talk to him for a while, pull into a gas station and park. During this time I realize something is going on with my clutch, I think I am probably just emotional.
I get off the phone with Kyle and discover I have no clutch.
So I call the appropriate people, get a tow truck coming, call my work ( I work at an Automotive Shop)
Then Call my sister so I can get a ride home.
All the while, people are calling me (Don't they know it is a Monday and I am usually at work?)
My sister arrives and realizes its my birthday and here my car broke down and I am going to the dentist and she says, "Happy Birthday!" And I break down crying because my friend Mel died and I said that out loud. I was kind of a mess.
But I went to the dentist anyway (again, still fully clothed) (but in a skirt)
and found out I need a root canal. I think I cried again but not because of that but because of my friend.
WTF
So, if I have been "off" for a while, that is why.
It was still a Happy Birthday I guess. My friend was suffering from Medical Issues. I am still mourning her death and I am sad that she is gone but happy that she is not suffering anymore. Fuck that, I'm not happy at all. It sucks all around.