I guess I only really enjoy writing in this weblog when I'm depressed, so there's no better time then on my birthday, the most depressing day of the year. The day of the year that forces me to think about all the things during the previous year that I did wrong, and this year there seems to be a lot to think about. I do want to thank everyone who wished me a happy birthday though I'm sorry to say that those wishes did not come true. If you read this blog from the beginning, you'll notice that about a month from now last year I got very depressed, and with good reason. Looks like this year it's gonna start a little early. I'll save everyone the trouble of having to read about all of it though. I'm sure I've already lost my main audience anyway. Well, now I have to get ready to face my 22nd year of life, which is shaping up to be even worse than the 21st. Probably shouldn't have started it by eating a piece of my birthday cake from last year.