35
I've always wanted to be 35. It's a great age, and I'm looking forward to it. Old enough not to do the stupid shit I did in my teens and twenties, young enough to still have health and energy and a whole lifetime of growth and change potential ahead of me. I'm thrilled.
This is a picture of what I got myself for my birthday:

The quote is the last seven words of James Joyce's Ulysses (I got it done on Bloomsday) and the font is Berling Roman, which my internet research turned up as a reasonable electronic analogue for the typeface (Elsevier) in which Ulysses was originally printed.
This is a picture of what I got myself for my birthday:

The quote is the last seven words of James Joyce's Ulysses (I got it done on Bloomsday) and the font is Berling Roman, which my internet research turned up as a reasonable electronic analogue for the typeface (Elsevier) in which Ulysses was originally printed.
1 Comments:
I turn 36 in October. But next year is the big one 10-10-10.
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