I guess yesterday was someone's birthday. One of the benefits to being a single guy who people think is self-absorbed is that no one excoriates you for forgetting (or, more accurately, not knowing) people's birthdays. Kind of like Christmas cards.
Of course, the downside is that eventually fewer and fewer people care enough to wish you a happy birthday. It's kind of a double-edged sword, but it's the life I've chosen. Sort of like a ninja...
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