I turned 34 years old today. Technically, I'm still 33 until 5:15 PM, but I guess it really doesn't matter. I don't feel 34, but then again, what the hell is 34 supposed to feel like?
You couldn't pay me enough money to be a teenager again, or in my early 20's for that matter. I liked my mid to late-20's. Lots of good times.
So, I took the day off from work today, which is a first for me. I've been dragging lately and this was the perfect excuse to stay at home.