I turned thirty-three today and was trying to figure out what that meant to me. It's not a landmark year. It's neither particularly old nor particularly young. The double threes has a nice numerological resonance, but that really didn't get me very far. Then Sarah mentioned that it's the same age Jesus was when he was crucified. So there you go. Happy "Jesus Year" to me!
Harken unto me, and heed my holy ASCII art:
And don't worry. Jesus likes blasphemy.