Work Text:
Status: Completed 10/19/06
Season: Late 3 or early 4
Archive: Ask first.
Disclaimer: Not mine. No copyright infringment intended.
Word Count: 100
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I can't believe they forgot my birthday. Even Sara, though I'm not angry at her. We've been divorced for over five years. This is the first year she hasn't sent a card or at least called. But I forgive her. She's moved on.
My team on the other hand, what's their excuse? I never forget their birthdays.
No cake, ice cream and candles this year.
Unless you count two-year-old Twinkies and a couple of fudge pops.
Ya know what? Screw it. All I need is a couple of Guinness's and ESPN.
It doesn't really matter anyway.
It's just another day.
THE END