Reply #4: Well, I can't really pick just one, but here's something:

[BlueIris]

My 25th birthday was pretty good (May 14, 2004). I spent the whole day comfortably numb on migraine pills, and my mother took me shopping at one of my favorite bookstores, which was in a city 100 miles away from my house. This was, of course, six months before the destruction of NPR, so there was honest and exciting discussion of the campaign on in the car, and I got to think nice things about John Kerry for a while. We had junk food for dinner, and then we bought some cool used and rare books. So, basically, no stress, no pain, hope and intellectual stimulation. Great fun.