Because of my job I was unable to listen to the first 100 or so birthdays drawn in the first lottery.  When I returned to my apartrment my three roommates were all listening to the broadcast.  When I asked if my birthday had been called they responded that they didn’t KNOW my birthday.  So I joined the listening party.  After they reached 200 I started to become nervous.  After they reached 300 I really became anxious. 310…320…330 all came and went.  I was mentally packing my bags!  Finally they called my birthdate, number 335!  Not only that, but I was the lowest number among all of my roommates.  To say we partied that night would be an extreme understatement!