And it stunk. Not too terrible, but not what you'd call a spectacular day.

I work night shift, so was sleeping soundly when the wife woke me up with a panicked voice "Hurry! Get up!" I roll out of bed expecting some calamity. She reminds me that i have yet to renew my license plates on my car and they expire at midnight. So I drag myself out of bed and go wait in line at the Department of Motor Vehicles. Gave the state fifty bucks because it's my birthday.

I get home and am about to get back into bed when the phone rings. It's my mother, wishing me a happy birthday. Nice sentiment, but nobody has called to wish me a happy birthday since I turned 18. That was a very long time ago. Talked for a bit, then began making my way back to the bedroom. The phone rings again. My grandparents. They both want to talk.

I got about an hour nap, then off to work.

Birthdays were betterwhen I was a kid. I got presents. I didn't have to go to work. I didn't have to shell out cash. Eh. Tomorrow is another day.