I turn 31 today. I guess i'm only about 85% "ok" with it. In the words of Dana Gould, "it's not old but it's definitely the beginning of no-longer-young" and that pretty much sums up how I feel about it. There will be no merriment, no celebration, and definitely no clint-getting-drunk. There will however be a lot of me trying to get this damn project wrapped up so I can get paid. A nice fat check would be a great birthday present.
