why I suck

I finally sent my sister a happy birthday message. By email to her work. Because I meant to call her all last week and I forgot every single day.

Only I didn't forget. I remembered like a week beforehand. And every day I would think, "Gotta call F..." Only I would remember on the bus or on the phones at work or on the can, and then by the time I was home or on break or upstairs it would have left my brain completely.

So finally I get around to it. Exactly one week late.

My daughter's birthday is in about three weeks. I'll do the exact same thing to her. I do it to everybody. Every Single Year.

And it's not just birthdays. Every year my mother asks me whether I'm doing anything for Thanksgiving and Easter and I have to ask her when they are. Last year I forgot when Christmas is. Who the fuck manages to forget what day Christmas falls on? Seriously.

I swear to Gods, it's like I have a big hole in my head where dates should live.

well that might have been bad

I just dumped some stuff out of my knapsack so I wouldn't be carting around anything I didn't need and I found...

a box cutter.

I wonder if that was there the last time I got on a plane?