Twenty-eight years ago, I was born. Lucky for all, that event was softened by the most wonderful Vex'ahlia's arrival a handful of minutes later.
My birthday wish is that everyone that reads this takes a little bit of time for themselves today. Some suggestions: Read a book. Have pizza for breakfast. Sharpen your daggers. Throw them at the wall so they don't get bored. Tie the laces of all your sister's shoes (yes, the sister you just talked up) together. Go to Glorious Purveyors and buy yourself something, then tell Gilmore that Vax sent you so he knows just how good I am now at advertising. Drink some tea.