Today is my birthday, and I'm 27 today (assuming my math is correct, I was born in 1978). Yet I'm generally depressed. I'm just not a happy person. I doubt this has anything to do with my birthday (age or other related events). My life is not what I want, I don't think it can be, I definetly don't know how to go about getting it there if it was possible. So I sit here being a whiny maggot (which I often call my brother, yet the title fits me just as well, if not better).
I have this nice computer that I got as an early birthday present, yet I don't know if I really want it. I almost don't want a computer at all, yet it's what I spend my day using. (Is a nice computer and it was nice of my parents to give it to me, don't get me wrong at that) I have ideas for articles that I'm sure would be nice and such, but I don't write them (like anyone could confirm or deny that, actions speak louder then words and I don't talk much). I'm just too lazy and unmotivated, apathetic even. Oh well.
Happy birthday to me, see you all in a year (and likely many times between now and then).