Today is my birthday. It's also my first unemployed weekday. I slept til 1:00pm and since then I've eaten breakfast, watched Paula Dean, Giada DeLaurentis, and My Fair Brady.

I feel an overarching sense of guilt that I haven't done anything productive, especially as I have a list of projects that need to be tackled:

1. unpack
2. sort out clothes to donate/toss so that i can unpack
3. clean out the rest of my room... so that i can unpack
4. find a job
5. join the Y and start working out

But I just feel like a total bum and I want to feel like it's okay to do nothing for a day.

Besides... it's my birthday! I'm 25! I should celebrate by being a giant lump.