June 27, 2000 (idea)

Today I complete my 19th year of existence on this great Earth

And here I am, mashing out code in a pseudo-cubicle. What happened to this birthday parties I used to get? The presents? The adoration of your peers? What am I doing at work?!? I need to get out of here!

A quick recount of this year's events, in approximate chronological order:

• I graduated from the pit that is known as high school, optimistic of my chances of success in college.
• I obtained my United States green card.
• 4am mornings, broadband, alcohol, gratitious sleep-deprivation, and other joys of college
• Uberfetus and his roommate
• My roommate, an unmitigated ass. I am glad to be rid of him.
• Utter failure at Cornell University. A very humbling experience.
• E2!
• Delusional dreams of easy success shattered with the cold hard realization that I need to work my ass off to go anywhere.

I better get back to work. The boss might be dropping by any minute, and the birthday boy excuse will get me nowhere. I will celebrate this occassion later in the day by kicking some chigger ass.