Saturday, October 04, 2008
Today is my 31st birthday. So, I guess this means I really am in my thirties, doesn't it? I'm starting to feel a bit like the American version of Bridget Jones, a lovable screw-up full of bad habits, only without Colin Firth telling me he likes me just as I am. Nevertheless, getting older has never really bothered me, especially since I came to the realization a few years ago that I'm never going to wake up one day and have it all figured out. Besides, birthdays are a great excuse to get together with friends and family. Unfortunately, I'm battling a nasty cold and I have my next thesis committee meeting (um, the one that decides whether or not I'm getting kicked out of my Ph.D. program) on Tuesday, so this weekend will be kept low-key. I am planning to go out for sushi and karaoke tonight, and hey, maybe someone will sing this. I've already picked out my own song- since I'm a sucker for duets, and it's also one of my co-worker's birthdays, we've decided to sing (I've had) The Time of My Life. We've be practicing the lift in the lab all week.