I just talked to Kevin, who's back in Chicago after a week-long trip with Tasos, a grad school friend of ours. He had a good time. I missed talking with him this last week. He misses me, and will be happy to have me back there. It's his birthday today, he's thirty-two, and I love him. So that's most of that, really. :-)
Oh, okay. A quick birthday poem:
when I hear your voice
and you sound happy
I start smiling