bleh

It's my birthday. I don't really like birthdays. Never have. I don't care for the attention. I hate the awkward feeling of "all eyes on you" when opening a present, and whether or not I'll be able to fake liking a present that I don't like, or already have. That's maybe one of my biggest fears.

Then of course there's the "one year closer to death" thing, which I don't pay too much attention to.

I got lots of facebook well wishes, but I might have preferred phone calls, if beggars could be choosers.

That's why I usually lay low on my birthday.

On a lighter note, the date is set: Myself and a select few others (TOP SECRET) are recording some music at the end of march, currently under the pseudonym "STEVE WOULD NEVER LEAVE ME ALONE" (<--if you're curious, just ask). Which means I'll probably be taking any birthday cashflow that I get, and putting it toward making my bass playable again (assuming that it can achieve that level of playability).

What else....I think that's it...peace.