February 13 always seems to be a very exciting day for me:

3 years ago, my friend broke his wrist on this day. I took him to the hospital and spent over 4 hours waiting for them to re-set the bones and wrap it up in a cast.

2 years ago ... ok, maybe not every year.

Last year, I had to stay at work until 11 p.m. for a site launch.

This year, I've broken a printer (nearly) and a web app for a customer (I'm exaggerating here, but still, I almost had to stay late again at work).

At least only one of the many birthdays I've had so far has sucked.