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Oy.
So, um, I'm dumb. I've lost a day. Not just a day, a day which has the number "17" in its date. I've lost yesterday. And I only realized it now.
And it wouldn't be so bad (other than for my mental health and the like), if it weren't for the fact that according to the Buffista Calendar, the 17th is Sheryl's birthday. Sigh.
And, I mean, I even knew it! I knew that her birthday is the 17th, because, well, it's 17, so I kinda noticed. I was even pleased for her that her birthday doesn't fall on Passover this year. And then what did I do? Went and lost a day and missed her birthday entirely as if it were a piece of Chametz or something.
So, just to clear things up: yeaterday was Sheryl's birthday, which I hope was extra special and will be followed by an extra great year, because, well, I owe her now, in a way. And today is beth's birthday, because today is the 18th.
Sigh and oof all at once. I know it's minor when compared to what happened in the USA yeaterday, and that's just the one example, but still. I wish I didn't space out like that. Sorry, Sheryl and beth!
[Edit: sorry, I'm not expressing myself properly. I wish I had enough brains to rephrase the last sentence so that it wouldn't read as bad as it does now, to my eyes.]