2008/09/22 13:58
My 33rd birthday is tomorrow and I'm not sure how I feel about it yet. Hell, I don't even know if I should feel one way or the other since there's not a fucking thing I can do about it. I don't feel 33, though I'm not sure we ever really 'feel' our age, at least not until things start falling apart. 33 is as good of an age as any, right? I've got a great career, ridiculous salary, awesome pets, great girlfriend, and a pimp ass house, yet I still feel like something's lacking. Am I being ridiculous, or is this, the culmination of my 33 years on this spinning ball of dirt, ice, and fire as good as it gets? I guess I'll have to wait until next Sept 23rd to find out.
...and that's the last time I drink a bottle of sake, 13 shots of Makers, a lemon drop, and shot of Rumple. Miserable fucking hangovers are so 32.
