So, I'm curious, am I the only one who consciously makes an effort not to die on her birthday? I know it sounds morbid, but the irony of it all would really just sum up my life, ya know? I've always been a magnet for the unexpected, so it would seem fitting I guess. It always enters my mind each year..."Hey, wouldn't it be weird if I died on my birthday?" Then all day I try not to. Should I go into therapy?