Interesting how the older I get, the less significant birthdays feel. Today does feel any different than any other day... meaning I still have to wash the damned dishes.
Thanks everyone... it was a great birthday. Grimmie washed the dishes while our mom took me to the store and bought me stuff to make a pizza, which couldn't have turned out better... if I do say so myself.
Then I proceeded to get stupid drunk, accidentally locked everyone out of the house and had to crawl through a window to get us back in. Yep... it was the perfect day.