I think my first write-up still in the database is from a year ago.
My homenode says my tenure at E2 is now a year and six days (although six days is too short to show up in the count). I wrote a daylog, as I'm doing now, about it being my birthday, which it once again is.
I'm 27 now. 3^3. I'd planned to celebrate by getting a tattoo, but the shop kept moving my appointment, and I'm too much of a wimp to protest that sort of thing, so I ended up going on, of all days, 9/11. Yes, I went into Manhattan on National Day of Hating Arabs.
The ink came out good though. I suppose it's better this way, since it's all healed up by now.
Oh, and an update on what I wrote then: same job, new girlfriend, and Saint John's Wort making me happy once again.