This is officially the first post of my 30's
OMFG I'm old.
To be honest I don't feel any different, at least not today. If you had asked me a little over two weeks ago, when the impending rollover of my life clock seemed to be all anyone could ask me about, I might have told you that I didn't so much feel old as concerned about my life's accomplishments or lack thereof. I've spent the last decade working for a company in a position that smart people leave behind well before their twenty-fifth birthday. I on the other hand, somewhat enjoyed my work even though it's been an uphill battle as far as solidifying a salary that is somewhat respectable, which supports my lifestyle which is somewhat comfortable and somewhat fun at the same time.
Looking back I know I should have been more serious about school. Looking forward, I know the same thing. I don't feel like time is slipping away; I feel like I actually had a pretty damn good time in my twenties and while I'm not exactly in a place where I want to be financially (honestly, it's just relative to being able to buy a house in my area where the prices are still beyond ridiculous) I'm confident that if I set a goal for myself I'll achieve it. In essence, I'm not worried.
I've met a lot of great people and a handful of shitty ones. I've loved, and lost, and loved again, and lost again, and loved, and loved, and loved. I'm apparently a slow learner because I've made a lot of the same mistakes repeatedly in my relationships. I have come to accept that and by doing so I hope to be a better man for it. While I'm alone now, I know it won't be that way forever. Again, I'm not worried.
Oh, and I have a dog. He's fucking awesome.
I want to thank those of you who've wished me well in your own journals; lordhades, spuffylover24, andbrandawg, as well as those of you who've sent your wishes via the journals of others. prettykate, I'm looking at you.
Tonight the people who love me that actually aren't related to me by blood are taking me to dinner at this new fondue joint called The Melting Pot. Apparently, they serve alcohol there.
You know what that means...
See you tonight!
To be honest I don't feel any different, at least not today. If you had asked me a little over two weeks ago, when the impending rollover of my life clock seemed to be all anyone could ask me about, I might have told you that I didn't so much feel old as concerned about my life's accomplishments or lack thereof. I've spent the last decade working for a company in a position that smart people leave behind well before their twenty-fifth birthday. I on the other hand, somewhat enjoyed my work even though it's been an uphill battle as far as solidifying a salary that is somewhat respectable, which supports my lifestyle which is somewhat comfortable and somewhat fun at the same time.
Looking back I know I should have been more serious about school. Looking forward, I know the same thing. I don't feel like time is slipping away; I feel like I actually had a pretty damn good time in my twenties and while I'm not exactly in a place where I want to be financially (honestly, it's just relative to being able to buy a house in my area where the prices are still beyond ridiculous) I'm confident that if I set a goal for myself I'll achieve it. In essence, I'm not worried.
I've met a lot of great people and a handful of shitty ones. I've loved, and lost, and loved again, and lost again, and loved, and loved, and loved. I'm apparently a slow learner because I've made a lot of the same mistakes repeatedly in my relationships. I have come to accept that and by doing so I hope to be a better man for it. While I'm alone now, I know it won't be that way forever. Again, I'm not worried.
Oh, and I have a dog. He's fucking awesome.
I want to thank those of you who've wished me well in your own journals; lordhades, spuffylover24, andbrandawg, as well as those of you who've sent your wishes via the journals of others. prettykate, I'm looking at you.
Tonight the people who love me that actually aren't related to me by blood are taking me to dinner at this new fondue joint called The Melting Pot. Apparently, they serve alcohol there.
You know what that means...
See you tonight!