January 6, 2012
....From last year. Because really, what else is there to say?My birth certificate says I was born on January 6, 1977 at 2:13 in the morning. And my oldest child weighed 2 pounds 13 ounces when he was born. Today is also my niece's birthday, who shares my middle name with me, although it looks much prettier on her.
Today is Joan of Arc's birthday. She was batshit crazy, too.
Carl Sandburg was born exactly 99 years before me. And he was totally hipster before his time. But seriously, could his writing have possibly been any more boring?
Today is also Khalil Gibran's birthday. Everyone knows that if you wanna be hipster, you gotta have a copy of The Prophet in your back pocket. Whether or not he was batshit crazy is up for debate.
You want batshit crazy? Try Syd Barrett, who was also born on my birthday.
MISTER FUCKING BEAN. What is this sacrilege?!? Dumb shit decided to be born on my birthday, too. I'm going to start an online petition to get his birthday changed. He's cramping my fucking style, yo.
Of course, the most important person to have graced this world with her presence on January 6 is this chick (niece notwithstanding):
Because she is me. See those eyes? Totally batshit crazy!
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Hope you had a great birthday! I also had a good laugh reading this post!
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