I'll not beat around the bush: considering this was is my eighteenth birthday, it's been one hell of an anti-climax. It started very badly when, talking on the phone just after midnight, I had to remind my girlfriend that the reason I was still awake was for once, not work, but the fact that I wanted to see in my birthday. So far today, outside of my immediate family, seven people have wished me happy birthday. Four of these were after I told them it was my birthday.

So I'm now legally an adult. Woo. What's the big deal? Lets see:


At least I got to wear a silly hat this afternoon.