Today was my sister's 46th birthday. She is visiting Killjoy in Toronto at the moment. Of course Killjoy reminded my eleventy billion times and "suggested" that I call to wish sis a happy birthday. I had mailed her a card to my mom's house so I figured that was good enough (more effort than she has put into my birthday in the past 27 years). Anyway, the guilt was too much so I called but of course sis was not available to come to the phone. Boy, rejected yet again. I am pissed off at Killjoy for the guilt and I am more pissed off at myself for succumbing to it.