Birthdays and Personality Disorders

Today was my dad's birthday. I still haven't talked with him yet, which is sad. I tried calling him this evening, but didn't reach him so I left a message. Then I tried calling him again twice more later in the evening, but to no avail. So now I have no idea how his day has been.

It's not like it's completely his fault. I mean yes, he hasn't answered even though I've called 3 times...

But I didn't call until this evening. I'd like to say that I had a really busy day and so I didn't really get a chance to call until then. Except that that would sort of be lying. I had internship all morning, but then all afternoon... I watched episodes of The Office. Jake got a free trial period of Netflix, so I've been watching The Office constantly. Jake and I never saw the show from the beginning, so I started at the first episode and am now in the second or third episode of the 3rd season. I think there were 6 episodes in the first season, and about 22 in the second season. Go ahead. Calculate. Make fun of me in your head. I'm obsessed. But it's mostly because I've been so interested in how things came about. I know things later on in the seasons but don't know the progression.

I also liked diagnosing Michael Scott.

It's official.

He has narcissistic personality disorder.

Check the DSM-IV-TR.

I know I did.

So Popasan, sorry I didn't call you until late this evening. I kinda got wrapped up in a little world called The Office. But you're still way cool, and I hope you had a great birthday.