Birthday

Tomorrow I am going to reach the illustrious age of twenty-two. Ok, I know twenty-two is really not all that illustrious, but it's still older than I've ever been before. And I'm one of the oldest girls at work. Only counting student employees.

Speaking of work, I'm the senior TL now. Which means, apparently, that I have to take minutes at the meetings. It's not so bad, except when it's the first meeting of the year and I've totally forgotten that I actually have to take minutes. Fortunately, my boss had a pen and paper and reminded me. I hope that these first minutes are interesting, because everyone else has to read them. I did add pictures. When I go to work tomorrow, I'll see what I have to do to get them actually posted on Blackboard.

Yes, I do have to work on my birthday. I'm not complaining, mostly because it's just for one measly hour at 10 in the morning. Piece of cake. And really, who's gonna be at the library then? It's Martin Luther King Day. What, like five people?

My roomies are throwing me a party tomorrow night. I'm always slightly anxious about parties; I don't do that well with big groups of people. But I'm hoping this party will be fun. And I get to open presents tomorrow! Yay!