On Being Twenty-nine
Well, the big day happened. As of Saturday night at 10:44pm I have entered the last year of my 20s. How old do I feel right now?
I’m still young though, right? RIGHT? Really though, I am feeling pretty good about things. Yeah, I am a little late getting a career started… I am still in grad school… massively in debt… and no dates on the horizon… humm.
I brought in the new year by visiting the family down in southern Washington for a birthday/Mother’s day weekend. It was a very relaxing and fun weekend filled with a wonderful family, tasty food, amazing gifts, and, of course, shopping at Powells Books. On Saturday night Erin and I drove down to Portland to see the Lonely Forest play a show, it rocked and I got wished happy birthday from on stage, so that was cool.
All-in-all I am looking forward to this year. I am sure it will be as blessed as all my previous 10595 days have been.
Gifts are still being accepted. 
Happy Birthday!
29 and already feeling the mid-life crisis. Your 30s are going to fun for you!
Sorry I’m a bit late (if it makes you feel any better, I was late on wishing my dad happy birthday, too! His is May 11, and I knew about it beforehand, unlike yours), but it sounds like you had a good one.
I’ll go ahead and speak for Tim when I say “better late than never” (speaking of, do you think you could talk him into starting a career before his 28th birthday…in October?)
Powell’s Books is absolutely amazing. During the anti-terrorism ops I ran for the last two (’06 and ’07) Rose Festivals, I spent a lot of my spare time browsing. The world needs more Powell’s Books.