Apparently, I wasn't born on May 24th, 1979. I was actually born on February 1st. Sorry, mom. Your painful memories of birthing me at the end of May are totally and completely erroneous.
Actually, one of the other teachers and I are the only two staff members who have birthdays while school is not in session. It has been decided that since kids mix us up already, that we're twins and our joint birthday is the 1st of February. Why that date, you ask? Because we decided we'll probably be in a slump by then... Christmas will be a month-old memory, and spring break still a month off. So why not have a big hoopty-do birfday dinner? We'll need something fun at that time. Nothing like planning for those dark-of-winter days.
And now for a random change of subject. I saw the movie Supersize Me last night. Very interesting. Makes you think twice about stopping at Mickeydees... especially if you watch the special features. During one of them, they put food in a jar and see how long it takes to decompose... the fries were still there after a month! Everything else had long since molded away (like food ought to if you leave it out for a month), but the fries looked exactly like the did the day he bought them. That's even more disgusting than the mold that the rest of them produced.
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Hey! I thought I was your twin???
:sloppy
Don't worry, twin-who-may-or-may-not-be-dz, you can be our triplet. But you would probably be a fraternal triplet, because you don't look like either of us. Now you have to change your birthday to February 1st.
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