At least the dude that decided Dec 21 is when the world would end waited til after the Olympics and chose the day after my birthday. I guess no one will ever say happy birthday to me ever again, since it always takes two days before anyone remembers I just had a birthday.

And if you're not sure how to spell Armaggedon, don't worry, it's not the end of the world... Now... back to my schmart thingamajig.