It’s my sister’s birthday and it’s also time for me to be ridiculous and start screwing with the database that is behind my blog. I could be melodramatic and say it’s like playing with plutonium, but really this is only my own blog and not something people are paying me for. I suppose I should back some of the stuff up, but like I said, my own blog.

But I digress. It’s my sister’s birthday and I asked her what she wanted. We go through this every year. My brother-in-law has a rule, you only get a couple days of leeway after your birthday and if you haven’t picked anything out then you get NOTHING. Well, we Fujinaka’s aren’t real good at celebrating birthdays or any other sort of occasions, so my rule is she gets to pick whatever she wants any time after I ask. I usually ask a couple of weeks before her birthday and she usually tells me what she wants in October sometime. Her Xmas presents come in February, too, which really doesn’t matter either since we’re not Xtian.

My stomach still felt odd, but at least it didn’t hurt today. I did an experiment and drank some more chocolate milk and now I’m wondering if the real problem is chugging an ice-cold Gatorade. It would make more sense. I do have an appointment to see my doctor. I figure it’s about time for a checkup anyway. I asked if at my age I should be coming in for some routine maintenance, changing the oil, rotating the tires. My doctor is probably going to stare blankly at me and ask why the hell I came in if nothing was bothering me. I’m not sure he gets the whole preventative maintenance thing.