....I'm turning 33 next Tuesday (at 1:29 am, befitting my night-owl habits). Make of that what you will...some might think that it warrants a certain degree of paranoia, or at least (as per Mel Brooks) a mental chorus of "Destiny, destiny -- no escaping that for me!"
I suppose we shall see. I shall mention, bye the bye, that 2012, when I shall turn 36, is the Year of the Dragon -- and a very fiery Dragon I am indeed.
Oh crap. I just thought up a horribly witty pun for an ornamental pencil-cup. Feel free to respond with a virtual groan if you happen to land on it -- and then you can expect to see the objets themselves amongst my holiday giftwares. Because yes, I am just that obnoxious and irreverent.