having missed pi day and square root day, i am excited to catch this one

Today is not my birthday, or even my half birthday, but it is a pretty cool day that has to do with my birth: Today marks exactly 9,999 days since I was expelled from my mother's uterus and forced to live a life of toil in order to survive. And by a life of toil, of course, I mean having to spend time awake instead of sleeping in warm liquid, and having to eat my own food rather than have it delivered to me through a tube in my belly.

Sigh. How great my life was ten thousand days ago.