Went to the hospital. It turns out 120 is supposed to be the lower blood pressure number.

On my 18th birthday I was homeless and living in a truck.

But it was okay cuz I was out of a terribly abusive situation and my mental health was improving.

And I went to my friend’s house only to find out that they had all been arrested for robbing a McDonald’s.

Truth is, I had known about the robbery after the fact, they had told me about it two days before my birthday.

I had cautioned my friends that they should not go out and spend the money they had stolen right away, if their activities change and it made them look suspicious, it increased their chances of getting caught.

This was a small time deal, they each got like $600.

They went out the very next day and blew it all.

They were arrested that night after the detective that McDonald’s had hired to follow them kept track of all of their purchases and showed up at their door with the police in tow.

It’s so pathetic it still makes me cringe.

So anyway I spent my birthday alone in my truck. It made me sad because you know that was the day I officially became an adult and all these years later I’m kind of still alone so I guess maybe it set a bad precedent that I could not overcome.

On my birthday this year my friend died, a few year ago same date my dog died and a few years before that my grandfather died again same date.

I dont like my Birthday and try to be greatful for the people in my life each day and each year.

My mother told me that I was ruining my birthday because I didn’t want to blow out candles or have singing.

I invited 20 people for my 40th birthday.
3 showed up.
My wife ate too much dough while she baked weed brownies and fell asleep right before the guests arrived.

So me and my best friends sat around the table and ate a bag of chips, I was the only one to drink alcohol, no one touched the huge amount of food I made, and from upstairs we could hear my wife snoring.

Assaulted and held hostage for a week in my own apartment, causing me serious injuries and eventual homelessness.

I was born.

I got 50, surprise birthday party. Well you are very nice people, thank you…now fuck off.

Not mine, but my trainee’s. He had planned a big party with friends for his 18th birthday on the day. It was the 9th of November September 11th, 2001.

@Mayor Poppington Thanks for seeing this. Why are American dates in the wrong order?