Turning 28

I couldn't bloody remember for a moment whether I was going to turn 28 next week or 29. For some reason, I already thought that I am 28. To be cynical of it all, I'll pretty much be spending it in month-end frenzy next week and clearing out emails from the 2 weeks off work. And I couldn't possibly think of spending it in a more meaningful way. When has a birthday become just another day?