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Tales of a Post-Grad Nothing

Sunday, October 09, 2005

24 Candles

Every day, every hour, every minute you grow one tiny step closer to death. But on one very special day out of the year, people will give you presents (for free!) just for kickin it one year longer. Birthdays are the only time out of the whole year that people come together just to celebrate being alive. No required service to attend. No overarching non-selfish theme to keep in the back of your mind. No obligation to deal with family members you may or may not like. Your birthday is your day just to celebrate being able to celebrate. As the wholely unlikeable Carrie Bradshaw once said, "Well that's just fabulous."

I've spent this week getting pumped for the big 2-4 (coming up in T-2 days) and thanks to a prompt from Valeree Lynn, I decided to look up what other fabulous things happened on October 10. The answer: death, destruction, and general misery. Apparently nothing good has ever happened on October 10 in the history of the world. Those not drinking heavily and singing sea shanties with me on 10-10 could perhaps spend the day remembering Custer's funeral, a kidnapping in Canada, a postal worker went on a murderous rampage, and a major battle in Vietnam began. If you're not yet thoroughy depressed, just think about the 800 children that were gassed at Auschwitz on that day. Thankfully there is a silver lining. Darwin did publish something on mold and worms exactly 100 years before I was born. This year's birthday theme: parasites and party hats.

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