Twenty years! I've just exited the stage of being a "dipshit teenager", and am now initiating the phase where my age actually gives credibility to my hypothetical future employers. Because despite having almost 2 years of professional experience, 19 years is still "too young" to be a freelance translator apparently.

I did get some sweet stuff though: two tees; one with a dragon and one with dolphins, three Russian Tintin comics, a towel and mug both dolphin-themed, and a multitude of tiny goodies that really aren't worth mentioning.

Here's to another good year!

(And no, no happy Valentines from me; you should show your SO love all the time, not just one day out of 365. It's a stupid, useless holiday)