So, another birthday. April 29th, 29 years old. This is the kind of thing that happens once in a lifetime. I guess I should be more excited, but you know, it’s a birthday. It was celebrated (in good company, I might add), and my life total has now +1′d. As my boss would say, “Happy days”.

I’ve learned to love tax brackets. How does a salary increase translate to earning exactly the same as before? I guess hard work and dedication really pays off! (For the government, not for me.)

Today, I was two men paying for a 40e monthly subway pass with 10 and 20 cent coins. I watched for 20 minutes and they still weren’t done by the time I left.

Also, pardon the shitty music on my Last.fm sidebar, it got there when Charles plugged his iPod into my computer. The only situation I can imagine listening to Travis’ “Happy” is if I was being sodomized by a gay unicorn wearing a rainbow colored boa.