…and now I’m even older.

It’s my birthday… gollum, gollum.

I can’t say I like the present I gave myself today though; while cleaning the lenses on my glasses the bridge snapped right in the center. Given that my optometrist doesn’t open until Monday… I’ll be living with the stereotypical geek cred of scotch-taped glasses for the weekend. (And, given the speed with which their glasses providers work, likely the next month.)

Fortunately I’ve got a good suply of Tylenol to help combat the inevitable headaches from malplaced lenses.