i was taking a walk with thorbecke, sleepy jesus and spinoza when a drunk lady asked me to join her for a bit.

she tried guessing my birthday, we discussed veganism, she shared she had no clue what she was doing, but that sometimes you got to be doing something to get a clue, and she tried guessing my birthday again. (an advantage of being so drunk you can’t remember the conversation anymore and can take multiple first guesses.)

unfortunately she incorrectly guessed february 12 both times.