I confess, I do enjoy celebrating my nativity on the only date in the entire year that expresses a command.
March Forth!
As indeed I must, for this is a very busy day.
Festivities of a wild and exuberant nature must wait. In the evening I shall be curled up on the sofa in a heap of dogs, imbibing pink plonk and watching election returns. Suits me perfectly. In '08 my birthday wishes are political, not material.
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