Happy birthday to me. Actually, today was just like any other day- except for when Pandy stopped by my work to bring me a present (Doctor Who jammies and shirt! Have I mentioned how awesome my kid is??). I went to work all day, came home and fought with my internet (it's been trying really hard to not work lately), and now I'm posting this and going to bed so I can wake up and go back to work tomorrow. All in all, being 34 is just like being 33, only... you know... closer to not being able to wipe my own ass or remembering who people are. I plan on seeing some friends this weekend to make up for my lack of doing anything to celebrate today. So yeah. 34. Sheeeeeeeeesh!