Today I turned 30.  I feel in some ways like it’s a big milestone – my twenties are over, they are over oh my gods
– but in other ways, it’s just not a big deal.  I’m unsure what I
think about it as yet.  On the one hand, there’s a knee-jerk
reaction of “Holy SHIT,” but on the other there’s gratitude that life
now is so much more stable and I can be that much more confident now
than ten years ago.

Plus, I still don’t feel like I’ve gotten any more mature since about,
oh, 21 or 22, so there’s always childishness to fall back on.

Doug told me on Sunday that 29 was much harder for him than 30. 
My sister said the same thing when I asked her.  29 for me was a
breeze.  I guess it’s true what they say, it’s different for
everyone. (more…)