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I haven’t had the time to pour over all my favorite sites in the last few weeks. Let’s just say I’m insanely internet blind lately. The good news is I’m busy in the real world. The bad news I don’t get enogh time to post on GDN as much as I’d like.

Having babbled about nothing for a good paragraph I have this to say. Good ole Wil Wheaton put something in perspective for me:

The difference between the approach to the 31st birthday and the 30th birthday is profound.

Last year, I viewed my birthday as a deadline. This year, it feels more like a cool milestone.

I remember when I was freaking out about hitting my 30s. I talked with one of my friends who was in her late 30s, and she told me, “Don’t obsess about this too much, Wil. Your 30s are so much better than your 20s. Your 20s are spent gathering information about your world and yourself, and your 30s are spent enjoying the benefits of that information.”

I turned 30 this year. July 3rd for those of you keeping up.

As close friends can tell you, I have not been the happiest of campers about that whole situation. There are so many things that I haven’t done and so many things left undone. It felt like I wasted my 20’s doing God knows what with God knows whom. And that happened twice on Sundays.

I moved to make my own personal peace with those issues sometime around June. That little bit that Wil posted a few days ago is icing on that 30 year old now issue-less cake.

Here’s to 31 in ’04 and a brand new beginning.

I really need to keep up with my internet haunts better.

BTW Those of you who don’t get the title to this entry should give Logan’s Run a gander.
-groonk