I'm sitting here torturing myself with the music on my Windows Media Player, specifically this, this, and this. The torture of the last one may not be so obvious; second half of the first verse.

I don't have any deep thoughts (or for that matter, Deep Thoughts) on this milestone day; the sun came up this morning (you know, to the extent it does at all in an Ann Arbor winter), and I assume it will come up again tomorrow morning, and life goes on. Many of my friends have hit 30 and lived to tell about it, so I have role models. I'm shaping up to have the biggest birthday celebration I've had in a long time tonight, and possibly the biggest I've ever had; after that, I can stop worrying about a number looming on the horizon (It's BIG...and ROUND!!!) and get back to doing what I do.

Oh, and thanks to Bria, I spent most of the last day of my 20s playing with this. Try to limit yourself to two hours at a sitting.