True to form

The Chinese are still holding my new laptop hostage in FedEx limbo land, work is stressful as a sumbitch, and the apartment is a mess, but for all these things that are slightly suck, I recognize and am thankful for the innate non-suckness. For tomorrow is 30-years-old Day! And Spa Day! And Zombieland Day! And Claim Jumper Birthday Dinner Day! YAY!

Today has been a good day, and a fitful end to the first 29 years of my life.

First, the Dodgers beat the Cards in Game 2 of their NLDS showdown, and it was a freakin’ AWESOME bottom of the 9th inning. The bottom-of-the-ninth-with-two-outs inning that every baseball fan dreams of seeing, and I saw it. It was GLORIOUS.

Then, Curt and I went to a Library Volunteer Appreciation night where I won a lovely centerpiece!

BUT WAIT, that’s not all: I haven’t had time to volunteer in the last couple of months so my name sort of slipped through the cracks. So a week ago, my library supervisor emailed me to say “Hey, did you get an invitation? If not, you’re invited! Please RSVP by telephone to [Name of some lady I have never met]!”

So I did. Only, see, my name is not something simple that can be conveyed over the phone in an unambiguous way. Which is why there exists in the world a picture of me, stunned-faced and standing next to the mayor, holding up a certificate of appreciation which thanks JEAN WONG for all her hours of volunteer work.

Looks like I’m finally giving that Hubo a run for his money… ;)