Tomorrow's my birthday. It's my thirty-first. It's also the first taking into account my new resolution to never work again on my birthday. I put in for vacation three months ago, cleared my schedule, and am right now preparing for my day tomorrow.

As it stands, all the friends I'd planned on playing hookie with for the day are abandoning me for one reason or another. Ted's unlce died. That's legit, of course. Dumb luck that the funeral would be on a day of freedom. Why couldn't it be on a day with something worth canceling? Curt's got his weekly scoring class in Seattle. I don't know if this one is as legit as a death in the family, but he's spent a ton in gas so far so I can understand how missing one week would be a blow to his educational ROI. And of course, Kira has to go to school.