You're older than you've ever been, and now you're even older...
And now you're even older,
And now you're even older,
You're older than you've ever been,
And now you're even older,
And now... you're older still.
I am 29 years old today, and I guess I feel exactly that old. Convenient, that. I think feeling like I was younger would be a sign that I'm reluctant to embrace adulthood (I'm really not), and feeling older would be a sign that the world is wearing me down (and it isn't, yet). I'm just at the precipice of 30, staring it down, mainly wondering what life's gonna be like for me in 10 years.
As expected, my relatives have been chiming in gently. My mother called me earlier, my dad sent me an email and let me know he'd be calling me, and my sister sent me an email with an awesome picture of us as kids (I may upload it later, if I get a chance). I'm getting well-wishes from various forums and online communities and all that, and it's all pretty much going as expected. I'm currently at work, writing this post (which is not my job), wondering how much work I'll get done today with my total slackitude and internally cursing a client who is nitpicking a press release I wrote for him. It wouldn't be so frustrating to me if it weren't for the fact that the parts he's nitpicking are direct quotes from him. If you want me to change what they say, that's fine, but don't act like I'm making misstatements. You made misstatements, Poor Communicator. This is not my fault.
Dima made arrangements for a very large group of us to meet at Tokyo Japanese Steakhouse at 7 (it's a lot like Benihana, so there's your frame of reference), so that'll be a good time. Afterward we will repair to the Issaquah Brewhouse and partake of wonderful Rogue beer, and I will carouse with my nearest and dearest. It looks like I'll end up working on Saturday to make up for missing Wednesday (stupid food poisoning), so I'll have to keep it all in moderation (not that I wouldn't, anyway). Sunday is my day with my family, and we'll be celebrating my birthday as well as my grandmother's -- hers is actually on Sunday, so she's kind of got me trumped there.
My mother's present to me was to take me grocery shopping yesterday and help me pick out healthy foods. I'm not going on a diet so much as I'm intentionally trying to surround myself with foods that are good for me. I have no problem eating healthy when it's made convenient and easy for me, and so that's exactly what we did, and I'm grateful for it. In my opinion, it's a pretty great gift.
And that, as they say, is that. Songs for today are They Might Be Giants, "Older", and Cujo, "Traffic". I will probably get around to posting them soon, and do one of my song post update things where I point out that I uploaded songs.
Happy birthday to me.
And now you're even older,
You're older than you've ever been,
And now you're even older,
And now... you're older still.
I am 29 years old today, and I guess I feel exactly that old. Convenient, that. I think feeling like I was younger would be a sign that I'm reluctant to embrace adulthood (I'm really not), and feeling older would be a sign that the world is wearing me down (and it isn't, yet). I'm just at the precipice of 30, staring it down, mainly wondering what life's gonna be like for me in 10 years.
As expected, my relatives have been chiming in gently. My mother called me earlier, my dad sent me an email and let me know he'd be calling me, and my sister sent me an email with an awesome picture of us as kids (I may upload it later, if I get a chance). I'm getting well-wishes from various forums and online communities and all that, and it's all pretty much going as expected. I'm currently at work, writing this post (which is not my job), wondering how much work I'll get done today with my total slackitude and internally cursing a client who is nitpicking a press release I wrote for him. It wouldn't be so frustrating to me if it weren't for the fact that the parts he's nitpicking are direct quotes from him. If you want me to change what they say, that's fine, but don't act like I'm making misstatements. You made misstatements, Poor Communicator. This is not my fault.
Dima made arrangements for a very large group of us to meet at Tokyo Japanese Steakhouse at 7 (it's a lot like Benihana, so there's your frame of reference), so that'll be a good time. Afterward we will repair to the Issaquah Brewhouse and partake of wonderful Rogue beer, and I will carouse with my nearest and dearest. It looks like I'll end up working on Saturday to make up for missing Wednesday (stupid food poisoning), so I'll have to keep it all in moderation (not that I wouldn't, anyway). Sunday is my day with my family, and we'll be celebrating my birthday as well as my grandmother's -- hers is actually on Sunday, so she's kind of got me trumped there.
My mother's present to me was to take me grocery shopping yesterday and help me pick out healthy foods. I'm not going on a diet so much as I'm intentionally trying to surround myself with foods that are good for me. I have no problem eating healthy when it's made convenient and easy for me, and so that's exactly what we did, and I'm grateful for it. In my opinion, it's a pretty great gift.
And that, as they say, is that. Songs for today are They Might Be Giants, "Older", and Cujo, "Traffic". I will probably get around to posting them soon, and do one of my song post update things where I point out that I uploaded songs.
Happy birthday to me.