Tuesday, Apr. 25, 2006 - 11:42 a.m.

Birthdays always dredge up a bit of sadness for me. I was doing quite well; largely by ignoring it. (And having afternoon tea with Renee Zellw3ger, but that�s a whole different story).

But last night, with Spaceboy still hanging around and five hours plus of driving and me feeling claustrophobic and hormonal and old it all starts to fray a bit at the seams. Then a sweet message on the answering machine from my sister, wot I�ve not spoken to in almost six months, and the teariness begins. And this morning a card from the past.

I am not very good at multi-tasking.

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