30

Thirty. It doesn't exactly roll off the tongue as nicely as say 20, does it? Oh well, it's here and to be honest, it's not that big of a deal. Sure there are things in life that I haven't accomplished yet that I would have liked to by now and there are a multitude of regrets, but then there is plenty that I have already achieved and those milestones overshadow the neurotic worries in the corner of my mind left by good intentions. All too often in life, and I am guilty of this on an almost daily basis, we wring our hands with envious worry over the things in life we do not possess, when we should be joyous and thankful for all that we have been blessed with.

There is still plenty I would like to do including finding a more fulfilling career and getting married; though I am certain one will be quite a bit more challenging than the other. Honestly, I have not yet come across even one woman I would consider marrying... Well, there was one but that is a long story.

Anywho, Happy Birthday to me. May the next 10 years go by very, very slow... there's no way I can handle 40!

Good night.