Avast, me hearties.

I'd like to bring it to everyone's attention that today, Superannuated is one step closer to being that bitter, bitter old man that he will one day become. He already has the bitterness, he's just older now. It's his 24th Birthday.

24 is an odd year. Nothing really special happens; you just get older. Earlier this year, when I had to get my birthday out of the way, I thought about what 24 was. Unlike 23, 24 is no longer in your early twenties. It's now the early mid twenties, wheras 23 was late early twenties. It's a kind of milestone that means nothing. Kind of like graduating from Grade 3 to Grade 4. While nothing special, you have gone from being one of the younger kids to being one of the older kids in the school. Now you have gone from being a young person with no idea what he will do with his life to a young person who maybe should figure out what to do with his life.

Just be glad that you're not 26. That's the "Person who should have figured out what to do with his or her life when he or she was 24".

Happy Birthday.