Yesterday was my birthday. I am now 38 years old. I spent about half the day thinking I was 39 until I sat down and did the math. But this is still better than last year, when I spent several months thinking I was only 36 instead of 37. Regardless, I’m getting up there.
I spent yesterday reading (In the Blood by Adrian Phoenix), playing WoW, and napping. My big accomplishment of the day: I finally got a second character to max level. Yes, I now have both a Horde and Alliance main at level 85.
I woke up this morning with the intense desire to own a monitor lizard. This happens to me more often than you might think.
Problem is, owning a monitor isn’t like owning a puppy or a kitten. If you don’t know what you’re doing, the animal dies. (Admittedly that can be true with puppies and kittens, too. But because they are domesticated and so much more deeply embedded in our culture, it’s a lot harder. But the vast majority of pet reptiles don’t make it past their first year.)
I don’t like to kill animals. Especially not because I screwed up.