My sister called from Italy, my parents called from somewhere in the Carribean, and I got e-mails from a bunch of friends. I had sushi for lunch, Scott took me out to a great dinner, and even the weather was nice.
There’s two presents waiting for me in the apartment manager’s office, and I’ll pick them up tomorrow.
The older I get, the less I like my birthday, but this one was pretty damn nice. The only thing that would have made it better would have been more of my friends and family here with me.
Oh, and here’s a link to a nice story about cats.