It's already my birthday for most of the world, so I'm going to preemptively say goodbye to my twenties and embrace 30. Goodbye and don't let the door hit you in the arse on the way out. Or do. Maybe trip in the doorway awkwardly and then glance around the room to make sure no one saw it.

Here's to not being this seal anymore.

Happy New Year's everyone!

ETA. It's also now past midnight in the the little corner of the world where I was born, so PST be damned, it's my birthday!