Yesterday was my 30th birthday. It didn't come as too much of a shock. I have been "almost 30" for three years now. I took the day off from work and Ocala and I made an impromptu trip to Sea World. It was a lot of fun. Just wandered around and looked at animals all day. It was super nice and relaxing, as I have been working crazy hours these days.

Its funny, but turning 30 seems a lot younger to me than turning 27 did. I guess it is because it is about the beginning of a decade rather than the end of one. I find myself setting goals of what I want to accomplish in the next ten years and they seem a lot less far-fetched then what I set about to try and did when I was in my twenties.