Well, that's one way to cope.
My maternal grandfather passed away on my birthday in 2013, 3 days before his 86th birthday. I spent the day in carrying states of "it's my birthday, I can't wait to party!" and bawling my eyes out. Later that night, I went and saw Gabriel Iglesias at one of the local casinos. And that was probably the best thing for me, because it distracted me from the mourning. Even if only for a few hours. I needed that...
So yeah, I kinda see where you're coming from on this one.