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I've been California dreaming lately, thinking of last year's big trip, especially since a coworker of mine just got back from out there and blogged about how beautiful Big Sur was (and I totally agree, it really was). There's that, and there's the fact that I just started reading Kerouac's "Big Sur," which talks about there and San Francisco and made me think of the Bixby Bridge and of visiting the City Lights bookstore. And there's my birthday coming up, and last year's birthday was spent in San Francisco.

But this year's birthday is going to have a party! It's gonna be so awesome. Just the idea has me excited, the idea that I have a bunch of awesome friends who are throwing me a party. I've never really had a bunch of friends throw me a party. For a lot of my life, I didn't have a bunch of friends. So I'm pretty excited. I feel like I'm getting old, but at the same time, I'm sorta looking forward to turning 30, to a nice day off and a party. They can't all be huge-trip birthdays, like last year or when I turned 20, but this one should be a good one.