My rubbish birthday
Today was my birthday. Birthdays are supposed to be happy bumbling hours full of joy, happiness and wittle fwuffy bunny wabbits. Not so.
Firstly, Callista decides that it is going to wreak havoc and decide to start throwing concurrency issues on the first day of semester. Fun.
Next, our single point of failure authentication system falls over. Woopie.
I get home late so I miss Good News Week. Ah, Mikey Robins, how could I forget you? D’oh!
Then, my ankles decide to swell to the size of tree trunks. Endless joy.
But, I did get chocolate cake (thanks Am!) 
Life has a way of balancing out….
