The Year I Turn 30

So, I got past Christmas hoping that it was my last one in retail and ushered in a New Year. I spent New Year's Eve with a group of former co-workers (see photo) at a row house off of Tucker in the city. We went to dinner at a Brazilian restaurant first and then we ended up at the house for talking and Trivial Pursuit. It was a good time and a great way to welcome "The Year I Turn 30."

Thirty years old. I can't believe it. I still feel like I'm 25. I'm not sure where all the time went between college graduation and now. I don't feel like I've accomplished much of anything. But at the beginning of the year, I had the feeling that 2006 would be my year. And if it wasn't, I was going to make it my year. It would be the year I got a new job (I was determined to get out of retail ASAP), it would be the year I got a social life (not working nights and weekends would free up social time), it would be the year I lost weight (still working on that) and it would be the year I would become the adult person I was always meant to be.

I spent the first part of the year listening to the soundtrack from the musical "Rent" and adopted "Seasons of Love" as a theme song for this year. Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes, how do you measure a year? And what was I going to do with those minutes during "The Year I Turn 30."?