So my b-day this year fell on the same day as the Super Bowl and was totally overshadowed. Which was just as well, I suppose. I didn’t really end up celebrating at all, and the game at least kept me amused. I dunno, I guess it’s true- after 21, there really AREN’T any more birthdays of particular significance. I just feel like I’m getting older.

I can’t believe that high school (9th grade) was a whole decade ago. (10 years since I was in the marching band, 10 years since I quit the band, 10 years since I last played the trombone at all.) It seems like just yesterday. I mean, I still remember the events and conversations as clear as anything that happened just last week. It doesn’t SEEM like that long ago, and now when I think about how long ago it really WAS, the only thing that flashes through my mind is where did all my time go?? I mean, if you think about it, I’m already like 1/3 dead! =/ *siiiiigh* One year older…

*Started getting sick (flu?) on the b-day and was feeling the aftereffects for ~2 weeks after.