Happy birthday to me! (yesterday)
No office party this year; oh well. Honestly I prefer other people's birthday parties to my own. I'm not the center of attention but still get cake.
My roommate said he'd make me dinner for my birthday. Then he fell asleep. By 8 pm, he still hadn't woken up and I was hungry, so I went ahead and cooked. When I was mostly done, he woke up and was like "oops." Oh well. It's the thought that counts, probably? I made chicken fettuccine and it was great.
Today, Dad drove one of the internationals to the airport, and he stopped by to give me a German chocolate cream cake. woooo (especially since I forgot to get anything for myself; my last grocery shipment was nearly two weeks ago). Then we went on our standard Pokemon Go drive to hit up the gyms in town. I'd say that's pretty good for a birthday party. I've said this before, but one of the great things about Pokemon Go is that Dad and I can bond over it. It's our first videogame together since Commander Keen.
Side note 1: Why are there still hydraulic oil barrels in the hallway? They're multiplying. There's now three of them.
Side note 2: Same phenomenon as last time where a 40-minute drive around town in the sun leaves me fatigued and lightheaded. Must be getting soft from the past six months inside, even though I've mostly kept my fitbit steps up.