june 3 is my birthday.
you think i'm joking?! why'd you think i'd be joking about that? something like the one day in 365 to 366 that is totally just MINE?
*stomps off. comes back. it's nighttime outside and a little scary. there's that homeless man again, with the accordion.*
i had spent the last two birthdays wedded to my desk here at work because i remember to take days off for my mother's birthday, for my siblings' graduations, for relatives and friends who drop in uninvited for a visit, but somehow manage to forget to take time off for my day. for the third year in a row. *eh.*
the truth is, when you neglect to plan stuff for you, people around you do you the favor, save you the task of, planning for your day. so when i went, "uh," with a shrug, my little sister skipped to our mother who then gave her the brightest of smiles so that when i turned back to them, the little sister merrily chirped, "we're going cosmic bowling on your birthday!" my mother broke into her sweetest of smiles, the other sibling stuck her tongue out and made me a face. my friends died laughing on the floor and hadn't yet recovered. :expressionless:
THE LAST DAY I'M 27!!! gosh. hay. finally!!! bring it on. 
