Midnight schmidnight

Midnight is a pretty silly concept. Personally, I would choose to change the date at dawn. But if you’re going to have the calendar flip at midnight, at least make it the proper solar midnight. The whole calendar and time system on this planet is batshit. Whatever. My point is this: I consider birthdays to be the 24 hour(ish) (a day is not 24 hours long) period surrounding someone’s time of birth. Probably. I’m not goofy enough to check into how different measurements of the concept of a “year” might affect things. I’m not sure I remember what time I was born. But I think it was 4:10am EST or something? Which means my birthday began at 4:10pm EST today, and I don’t have to wait until midnight for you to start buying me stuff and being nice to me.The end. Okay, I don’t expect you to buy me stuff. And you should be nice to me all the time. So what is my point? I don’t know, but it’s my birthday, so I don’t need one (as if I ever worry about that kind of thing).

2 thoughts on “Midnight schmidnight

  1. The idea of Midnight is pretty stupid. It's the weekend now and I don't usually pass out until 3:00 or 4:00 anyway, and that feels like it's still night time; The damned sun isn't up yet. I would be down for calling some un-fucking-earthly hour like 6:00 AM the start of the next 24 hour cycle. We should probably be on a different hour cycle anyway. Blah. So, yeah, Happy Birthday. Not like you need that kind of thing. Heh.

  2. Yeah, my birthday is more of an important concept for the REST of the world
    to remember (since I am, of course, the centre of the universe).

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