how come patrick swayze is never dead when you need him?

so today, 24 years ago, my mother was waddling around with a child three days overdue still in her. she had doctor's orders to walk around to try and get things going, and, well, her water broke while strolling through the mall. luckily, the hospital was only a few blocks away. so around 8-ish that night, she gave birth to her second son.

that was me. the story of my birth raises some interesting points, like the fact that i was overdue may be why i tend to overcook things. the reason why i hate the mall. the reason i'm a night owl. the reason i hate most people. ok, i'm stretching here. but yeah, there you go. rah.

plans are still to go to ego's tonight. transgressors go on aroudn 8:30-ish. yeah.