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I turned 30 this week. Conclusion: thirty cannot possibly be old because I don't feel old. I hope I never do. And since thirties are the new twenties, I just turned 20 again, right?

Luke and I went to the French Room to celebrate. It was awesome. It changed my life. Or at least the way I think about food. I won't go into that, but I used to think anyone could cook. I now understand it takes special talent to know which flavors go together. 

Luke also surprised me with a MacBook for Christmas. It's awesome and I love it. However I can't figure out how to post pictures. For some reason it won't let me open my pics folder. 

Well, until I figure that out then.