Five things to do before I turn 30:

1. Go dance my ass off. I like going dancing. I haven’t done this in too long.

2. Get out of my shell.

3. Go buy some fancy underthings, mostly to remind myself that 30 can still be sexy.

4. Rent a car and drive out to the Olympic Peninsula (La Push, perhaps?). Eat some crab and/or salmon. Come home.

5. Catch up on comics. And stop stalking Edgar Wright’s blog.

(p.s. 6 should probably be a reminder to not make 30 a big deal.)