Level 25: Nothing happens (Feliĉan Naskiĝtagon al mi!)
I’m 25 today. Hooray. Nothing really happens when one turns 25, except that drop in car insurance rates. Work lunch today was macaroni and cheese and fish, with ice cream cake for dessert. I was pleased.
If you’re in downtown Pittsburgh tonight or tomorrow and know me, feel free to meet up with us as we meander about the Central Business District in preparation for dinner and tomorrow’s parade.
