I went up to the board and wrote my birthday.                 wrote hers. November something, 1989, I think, but I'm not sure anymore. I know it was November. She said she was a Scorpio, so it was somewhere between late-October and late-November. Maybe the 19th? Anyway, I'm getting lost. So she wrote her birthday and I wrote mine, and I remember her hazel eyes behind her glasses. It was the first time I'd ever seen them so close. I was getting lost, swallowed. She said something alluding to the fact that she was born first. You know, 1989 before 1993. I said something alluding to the fact that my birthday came first. You know, September before November and all that. Then I said something like, "I come first," but I didn't mean it that way. The room went quiet, everyone was listening. No one said anything else.