So I finally turned 30. I had a bit of a panic, and that whole mortality thing came up again (it terrifies me so). But otherwise, it was nice and slow. I had thought about doing a big thing with people, but in the end I just wanted to be left alone and reflect on the
complete and utter failure my life has become
day. I finally took the day off on Sunday, and that felt great.
Decided to treat myself, and so dinner was takeout. Mermaid parade was fun, but I got a little burned, and forgot to buy Cyclones tickets. The DIY air-conditioner failed, but mostly because I forgot to build a proper heat exchange (The copper tubing is the heat pump
, not the exchange
. I should know this from taking apart enough broken air-conditioners by now. They all have the copper tubing in the back, but it's always
hooked up a large metal gridding, which is where the heat exchange takes place.). And Sunday was full of promise and hope, but ended up being a really lazy day spent at home. It was nice.
But I still need cake, a candle, the Happy Birthday Song, and presents.
Lots and lots of presents.
Somebody buy me some crap already!
The Week Ahead:
Tuesday: The Fly
Wednesday: Lowes for more DIY supplies
Thursday: Maybe Cyclones game at Staten Island, or Pete's Candy Store in Brooklyn
Friday: Friday Photowalk, Early Bed