Dick offered the suggestion that I was pregnant. Dick got thrashed on the mats soon afterwards, then fled to New York.

*hysterical laughter* That is just too great.

The depression was eased today, since my birthday is over, though I'm still getting presents from people in the society world. Cass and Tim are having fun opening them.

I'm glad it was mostly just birthday-related! And the image of Cass and Tim opening silly, meaningless presents (and probably laughing at them) is too fantastic.