Ramblings and Blather

I'm not exactly hungover, but I'm not exactly awake, either. There was a tremendous amount of merriment and birthday-related drinking this weekend, but I just want to go back to sleep...

Party on Saturday night was awesome. We fit 20+ people very comfortably in the apartment, as well as the cutest little blue-haired chiahuaua.

Slept in Sunday morning; ex-LJer JDixon crashed at our house before hightailing it back to Albany. Kath and I went to Best Buy where I proceeded to hemorrhage cash:

Austin Powers 3-pack
Close Encounters 2-disc SE
Glengarry Glenross SE
and
MechAssault
Baldur's Gate: Dark Alliance
and
Mr. Coffee machine

And then we wandered home, ordered dinner, drank heavily, Jono came over, drank and smoked more, watched Sopranos... passed out.

A marvelous birthday weekend. Tonight is the company holiday party, but since neither of my 2 office friends will be there, I'm now considering bailing. Rumors are flying around the office that our party is the last thing that the formerly-Britney-owned NYLA will do before closing up for good. I'm not sure that one drink on the company dime at a soon-to-be-closing health-code-violating restaurant is incentive enough to "hang out" with these "people".

This is our Senate majority leader!

from the above article:

Speaking Thursday at a 100th birthday party and retirement celebration for Sen. Thurmond (R-S.C.) in the Dirksen Senate Office Building, Trent Lott said, "I want to say this about my state: When Strom Thurmond ran for president, we voted for him. We're proud of it. And if the rest of the country had followed our lead, we wouldn't have had all these problems over all these years, either."

Thurmond, then governor of South Carolina, was the presidential nominee of the breakaway Dixiecrat Party in 1948. He carried Mississippi, Alabama, Louisiana and his home state. He declared during his campaign against Democrat Harry S. Truman, who supported civil rights legislation, and Republican Thomas Dewey: "All the laws of Washington and all the bayonets of the Army cannot force the Negro into our homes, our schools, our churches."

On July 17, 1948, delegates from 13 southern states gathered in Birmingham to nominate Thurmond and adopt a platform that said in part, "We stand for the segregation of the races and the racial integrity of each race."

It's nearly 4pm and neither one of my bosses has even acknowledged that my birthday was Sunday, beyond the mumbled "Happy Birthday" that I got this morning. Meanwhile, my neighbor (whose birthday is also the 8th) has been literally besieged with flowers and phone calls and visitors and such.

Should I feel bad about this? Or should I continue to not give a shit?