Buzz can't be ridden today; he's got the runs. I so want to go riding, even though it's pissing it down. Oh well. I hope, so so so much, that he's OK for Tuesday. No riding on my birthday would suck so fucking much.
I really hope that Charli remembers my birthday. I'll feel so shite if I have to remind everyone I know. Especially Charli; she knows that it is. She's going away in a week, which sucks. With Lucie and Zoe too, so I'll be left with Kristina and/or Alec and co. Sigh.
I feel so crap for not riding. I so want to! I need to get my rug so will give him the biggest hug ever. I hope Ray won't turn him out before I see him. If he's going out. He's not clipped so would be on his own and either very wet or too hot. My head's throbbing.
At least I have time to finish my work and see Jack.
I wonder if my mother remembered him for my birthday.
If she says there won't be enough meat I'll get irritated.
SIGH.
-- It's A Circle, I Mean Cycle -- ... -- We're Not The Same. -- ... -- The Change Is Good -- ... -- It's Nice To Meet You Sir, I Guess I'll Go, I Best Be On My Way.
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