Birthday sunday. I celebrated by working from 9 to 4 onsite consulting. Bleh.
But we went out with my sister on Saturday night for dinner and Lord of the Rings. (It was actually supposed to be A Beautiful Mind but that was, believe it or not, sold out.) The movie was impressive, but I haven't read the books in a long time (~15-20 years) either.
The fact that I can say I haven't done x (where x is non-trivial) for 20 years could be depressing. As could the multiplying grey hairs and my sensitive dad saying, "Soon you'll be getting into middle age!" But it's all in the head.
(Originally posted elsewhere)