Track of Time, I Do Not Have It
Happy birthday to me! as the many well-wishers on my Facebook wall have drummed into my head. Yes, I know it's late, very late, but being the absentminded wonder I am, I have the right to put up posts late, yeah? My Facebook wall has never been so active in my memory, which proves a) that the account is less than a year old, b) that the information there on my birthday is less than a year old, or c) that previously nobody noticed and this year they do . I think a) is most likely, since birthday information is one of those fields that takes the least amount of thinking to fill in and so is usually one of those fields that I fill in fairly early. The fields I fill in most rarely are those describe-yourself ones, because I'm no good at doing that. It's... Monday night, which makes it... let's see, about three days since my birthday was over (a quick glance at my watch-mounted calendar just confirmed that guess). It's one of those things I can never remember--see, the C...