To celebrate my birthday today I'm going to work for 12 hours or so - maybe more! You know, I've just come to the conclusion that birthdays that end in a "2" are the least significant in a person's life, emotionally speaking. Except maybe 12, when every birthday is a big deal, who ever cared about turning 22, 32, 42 () etc?
You mean like the "Star Trek movie even-odd principle"?
So is/was Wednesday or Thursday your birthday?
There is the theory of the moebius, a twist in the fabric of space where time becomes a loop time becomes a loop time becomes a loop http://www.loopz.co.uk/