Only on your birthday can two wrongs make a right so beautifully and perfectly. Last week on my birthday, I shagged something up at work. No serious harm done of course, but it would mean I’d have to fix it on my own time in order to have it ready when it was due. Not long after, I discovered that I had shagged something else up. Man, rough day.

But wouldn’t you know it, the second screw up negated the effect of the first one, and the universe went back into balance. I guess that means I’m due for some bad luck, if I believed in that fluff, which I don’t.