Well another birthday has come and gone. I usually end up mentioning it to a lota of people in the week preceding with it being Valetine's day and all. A few friends remebered and called to say hi and wish me a good year. I went out to dinner with family, got a book i had wanted to read, a free movie ticketand soda, and $32. Not my best haul, but then again not my worst either. Pretty uneventful but then there is almost no point in turning 21 when you don't drink. This girl i'm seeing made me lunch and we sat around watching comedy routines. i normally like to wait a while before telling people how my birthday was and my official report will state with all clarity that it was: so-so. oh well. As the pioneers used to say "Well coulda bin worse least ya wern't mauled by badgers." so to sum things up. Quiet is good i suppose.