As of 8:10 this morning, I am now 21, which is just 31 flavors of creepy. I can now drink, rent a car, gamble, and buy a prostitute in Nevada. Though Dan Radcliffe put it best: "It's a big deal turning 16 in England. You can have sex and play the lottery. I couldn't wait to play the lottery!"

Massive love to CHUNGY, who called me from England with the last 80p on her phone card to wish me a Happy Birthday, to MAH ROOMIES (well, roomie and ex-roomies), who left a lovely card for me to find Monday night, to Aaron, Renata, Jume, et all, who gave me birthday comment love. Also, to the Sci-Fi Channel for their Firefly mini-marathon (in my honor, of course), and JJ Abrams and Rob Thomas for giving me the gifts of new episodes of Lost and Veronica Mars. Unfortunately, I will be on an airplane when they air. Tomorrow, I will give thanks for BitTorrent!