Well, yesterday I thought my liver was cured, but then after making contact, the wound started festering again. Hot, brutal tears fall down my cheeks.

Nonetheless, before making contact, I had a good day. Oh and a good weekend too. :)

On Saturday, I had my birthday party. Okay, so it was supposed to be a surprise. A psuedo-surprise in fact, but I had to provide transportation for several of my Berkeley friends. Hee!
Promptly at 2:45 pm, I pulled out my garage and drove all the way to Oakland to pick up Xing and Tram. Although I did get lost getting to Tram's house, when we returned to my house, the other guests still hadn't arrived. Tsk tsk.
Marisol and her friend never showed up.
Mike, Yong, Dan, Rob, Steve, Jon, Xing, Tram, Kathy, my sis and me.