Worst birthday ever

I'm kinda with TT on the whole passive aggression bad thing.

This sucks, silver, but maybe she was trying to spare your feelings? She did say she wanted to hang out with you on your birthday, after all. Still she should have just come clean about having other plans.

Friend cancelling plans = greatest birthday ever at this point, I've refused to even go out with my family for the last two.

I honestly don't like it when people make a big fuss out of my birthday, so my worst birthday experience has to be my 18th birthday, when a big fuss was made. I hated it. On the outside, I made a good show of pretending I was enjoying everything, but secretly I was wondering why the hell we weren't just having a nice dinner out. That's my ideal birthday experience -- a dinner out, return home for some birthday dessert of some kind, open any presents, read any cards, ta-da, end of story. With just a few people, too.

Now I eat horses, maybe you should eat your friend.

I had a fucking horrible cold
I had to spend the entire day writing an essay due in the following day, due to getting the deadline wrong
I eventually drugged myself up to the extent that I was more or less okay to go out drinking, and my flatmate at the time decided to spend the entire evening telling me how his parents were about to split up, and how he'd just found out his mum had MS
I was then slapped in the face by a woman in the students union in full view of practically everyone I knew. That was more comical by anything else by that point.

There's another birthday that beats that for sheer badness, but I'm not talking about that here.

On a similar tip, I was wound up a little last year by a very close friend refusing my invitation to have dinner with me, some other friends and my family on the night because he couldn't be arsed to make the trip from Manchester to London with me. It's not quite the same thing, but comiserations nonetheless.

gregory are you stupid or just being funny?

those two words do not mean the same thing. i'm going to assume you're being funny.

So anyways, my 18th rolls around (the next day).We had planned to have a night in Windsor (I lived in Detroit -- easier to drink underage drink in Canada). Boyfriend comes by my house and gives me a card (boring, store-bought, is signed "your friend") and then we get in the car. I'm assuming roses and exciting presents will be presented later in the evening. So we are halfway across the Ambassador Bridge (basically, no turning back to home, at least not easily, as we will have to clear customs twice) and he tells me he's dumping me for this other girl (a mutual friend) ON MY 18TH BIRTHDAY! RIGHT BEFORE THE NIGHT OUT! AFTER I HAD SPENT $200+ ON HIM! So we are stuck on the Canadian side for the rest of the night as traffic is so bad with me moaning and wailing. I then got off with another guy (after I dried my tears) at "Californias" the classy joint that let us in for illegal boozing. I realised this guy was really ugly and at least 30 and I had to get out. I then get a $50 cab back to Detroit.

I never spoke to him again -- no big loss.

x-p - thanks!

(It's almost lunchtime, it's almost lunchtime, it's almost lunchtime, it's al--)

About third worst maybe? Took the day off of work to spend time at home with my family and maybe get a couple projects done around the house. Spent a little time in the crawl space insulating some ductwork that had come loose. I found that one of my ducts hadn't been properly attached and for the last two months I had been heating the crawlspace, probably at the cost of hundreds of dollars.

Around noon, I agreed to ride along with my wife as she dropped her mom off somewhere. Halfway there, smoke started billowing out of the car hood. It's either a bad radiator hose ($$)or a blown headgasket($$$$). The auto shop hasn't called us back to tell us which. Anyway, we waited for two hours (wife, mother-in-law, baby, self) in a Royal Farms parking lot til the tow truck guy got there.

I walked back to the house and grabbed my car so we could drop her mom off and go to pick my son up from school. He asked to go out and play directly after school instead of doing his homework first, and because I wanted somebody to be in a good mood, I let him. Anyway, it tired him out too much and he had a total insano crying fit meltdown doing his math.

There've been a lot of little things too. I have a total fucking headache. I have no booze in the house. I have to get the kids to bed in about an hour so I don't really have time to get ploughed anyway. Hopefully the baby will fall asleep at bedtime. She's been staying up very, very, very late.

i made u a cake

http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rLkG4GNyzBw/SoS11FH_dyI/AAAAAAAACKQ/wQxnpkdjBtw/s400/DSCF0335.JPG

a frankly horrible cake

happy birthday anyway, how's life, maybe you can do something nice for yourself tomorrow instead.

I didn't mean it to be horrible - simple and comforting!

also yes what estela said, tomorrow is wide open

i was making a dumb frank pun, i like your humble cheerful lazy girl "cake".

how's life that sounds like a p shitty birthday but u sound like a good dad and a good guy--think of it as an episode of louie

estela <3!!! i should have known

let's put this misunderstanding behind us<3

lol

Also, happy birthday HL! Sorry it wasn't so great. :/ I agree that this whole doing something nice for yourself idea is a good one.

birthdays are there to be had, have yourself a do-over birthday son - any damn day you please.

apologies in advance if you hate this movie, how's life...but it seemed appropriate

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Uv4YAx1nqDM

think of it as an episode of louie

― flopson, Wednesday, 28 November 2012 22:42 (Yesterday) Bookmark Flag Post Permalink

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happy bd HL. yeah just have a nice day another day. fuck a birthday tie-in.

Thanks guys! I've never seen Louie, but I've totally done the "this reminds me of an episode of..." as a coping mechanism before.