30 years in the making
Today I am 30.
This is *not* a good thing, as most people who turn 30 will tell you.
So far I received a phone call from my sister, and email from Beth and a link from Chris that points me here. Make sure your speakers are on.
There's a chocolate cake sitting on the kitchen table, surrounded by a handful of packages that are still wrapped.
I am home by myself because everyone else had to go out. Usually I wouldn't care, but now I just feel old and alone. Woe is me.
Okay, I'm not really that pathetic, but I kinda feel like this 30 thing is just a freakin sham. Why can't it just be, like, 29 "plus" one? Huh? Or 20 "plus" ten? Why not? Why can't we live in the Logan's Run reality where your life really is over one you hit 30. (Or is it 35? Well, anyways you get my point.) Oldness be damned. I plan on living forever by making a place in history.
Hopefully with that will come a job and some income...
Yay for Geriatrics!
This is *not* a good thing, as most people who turn 30 will tell you.
So far I received a phone call from my sister, and email from Beth and a link from Chris that points me here. Make sure your speakers are on.
There's a chocolate cake sitting on the kitchen table, surrounded by a handful of packages that are still wrapped.
I am home by myself because everyone else had to go out. Usually I wouldn't care, but now I just feel old and alone. Woe is me.
Okay, I'm not really that pathetic, but I kinda feel like this 30 thing is just a freakin sham. Why can't it just be, like, 29 "plus" one? Huh? Or 20 "plus" ten? Why not? Why can't we live in the Logan's Run reality where your life really is over one you hit 30. (Or is it 35? Well, anyways you get my point.) Oldness be damned. I plan on living forever by making a place in history.
Hopefully with that will come a job and some income...
Yay for Geriatrics!