Happy birthday to me! God I love birthdays, and mine in particular, mostly because it means being in touch with so many people that I don't talk to enough. It also means that I get to go out to a fancy dinner - and the restaurant we chose, Millennium, is, coincidentally, today's subject for that daily eco-email I get.
There's something weird about being 25, though - it feels like the first important birthday since 21. And that one, of course, was superhappyfunday, whereas this one feels like the beginning of something big and strange. Adulthood?