Another (fairly) successful trip all the way around the sun.

This is me this morning, the first morning of my thirty-third year, maintaining a good oral hygiene regimen. I'm getting older and I'd prefer it if my teeth didn't fall out. You know?


Thirty-two was pretty good. I kept up some amazing friendships, I took some trips (Vegas, Colorado), I played Hamlet, I fell even more in love with a super Enginerd. And I managed to continue to cultivate good posture! Is there anything I can't do?

Nope.