I’m running out of time on my birthday, especially in writing and achieving much else. That’s the price I pay for staying up too late after meeting Elvira and then dragging my butt on chores. I also have to blame myself for getting dragged into online chats with friends! (Don’t stop though.)
1994 was my first birthday in Austin. It was a rather blah experience and somewhat lame because I once again broke my personal rule on working which usually contributes to the negativity. I probably didn’t have any choice working for Lee at Towers anyway. Paul and Helen brighten the evening by calling to wish me well. Shortly after this point, my best French tutor Patricia came back into my life.
1999 was my first birthday back in Austin and awesome, compared to the bittersweet finale in Raleigh, NC. It was also my first (of many) birthdays with Somara. I had been an employee of Apple for three months, I had achieved a successful training trip to Sacramento and now I was sharing an apartment with Garrett. Matters were looking up. I mainly spent the day loafing around, maybe caught a movie (checked, no I didn’t) and had a great dinner at the 183 Chuy’s with all the new friends I had made in the last year: Mary, Ethan and Garrett. Bill was there but he was a recurring friend from the PowerComputing period.
I’m not going to bother with 2004. Despite having a great visit from Lee and Masami, there was a lot of anxiety building up I’d rather forget about.