Wednesday, October 12, 2011

I'm not sure if I'm proud of this, but...

...Kafka is exactly 111 years older than I am! He was born on July 3rd, 1883 (I really hope my math is right), or at least that creepy Kafka biography website says so. I, of course, was born on July 3rd, 1994. I think this is pretty tight, just to be able to say I have the same birthday as Kafka. However, I hope this doesn't mean there are any weird cosmic similarities/Mayan calendar entries for birthdays 111 years apart, etc.

I'm not quite sure what this post was actually going to be about, but I thought I had to write something more cheerful than the one I just posted!

P.S. If I'm not at school tomorrow, it's probably because I've been transformed, after restless dreams, into a gigantic, stuffed number "111".

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