Yesterday was the aniki's 30th birthday. We threw him a party that involved a lot of people he hadn't seen in a long time. Like, high school era friends.

There were three babies at the house. And two dogs. It was wild - I think my mom was going nuts with all the babies everywhere (heh, feels like she's taking pre-emptive measures for empty nest time). But yeah, it's weird . . . my brother's 30, a lot of his friends and stuff are married with a kid apiece . . . I'm drinking beer in front of them . . . the one guy (now a fireman) looks at me as I take a swig of my Heineken and goes, "are you even legal now?" I just go, "I'm 24, yo!" with a big smile. He just kinda smiles and goes, "Aren't you like, 11?"

Funny how time flies, eh?

Anyway, by the end of it I had them all playing Rock Band. It was great.

And then . . . after that . . . . . I read a couple really good fanfics and published 'em. Good work, you two.

And I really need to watch Hard Candy. And Juno. I'll make it an Ellen Page movie night or something . . .