I just found out that my high school debate coach died.

Looks like we're moving soon. I hate moving, but it's time to get out of this house. Stairs + Jim + booze = bad things.

Le sigh. I didn't get a lot of gear for my birthday, but I got two dresses and some free booze. That's usually enough. I really loved being able to see a lot of old friends again.

Happy birthday to me.