Happy Birthday to me
Well, well, well.
Here we are. Well, if I live until Thursday, I will have made it to the ripe old age of 34. (if anyone knows anything which could change my plans of living well past Thursday, please let me know. Thanks!)
It's amazing how little of the last 17 years I remember.
Some of that is pretty predictable. (4.5 years at a "Party" college can do that)
But the rest of it... It really is amazing how much you can forget ad how the days, weeks, months and years all start to meld together into one continuous haze.
Except, now there are no more 53 day drinking binges to blame it on.
Now that I really don't have the time to go drinking, I wonder if it is possible to get a hangover by simply going to work? Because it feels like it half the time.
Why wasn't I born rich instead of incredibly good looking. (That's sarcasm.)
Other than that bit of melancholy (which pops up every birthday past 30); Life is pretty damn good. Sluggobaby and Mrs. Sluggo are doing well, Construction projects on the Sluggo compound (Or should it be called the Slug-Cave, in a fine comic book tradition) are coming to successful closure.
Here we are. Well, if I live until Thursday, I will have made it to the ripe old age of 34. (if anyone knows anything which could change my plans of living well past Thursday, please let me know. Thanks!)
It's amazing how little of the last 17 years I remember.
Some of that is pretty predictable. (4.5 years at a "Party" college can do that)
But the rest of it... It really is amazing how much you can forget ad how the days, weeks, months and years all start to meld together into one continuous haze.
Except, now there are no more 53 day drinking binges to blame it on.
Now that I really don't have the time to go drinking, I wonder if it is possible to get a hangover by simply going to work? Because it feels like it half the time.
Why wasn't I born rich instead of incredibly good looking. (That's sarcasm.)
Other than that bit of melancholy (which pops up every birthday past 30); Life is pretty damn good. Sluggobaby and Mrs. Sluggo are doing well, Construction projects on the Sluggo compound (Or should it be called the Slug-Cave, in a fine comic book tradition) are coming to successful closure.
posted by Sluggo at 11:22 PM
2 Comments:
it was your birthday and you didn't even tell us! we could have put candles in the pizza!
well, many happy returns. wish i had known!
Happy Birthday! I don't know what I'll do when I get to be 34. I'll probably just go ahead and put myself in a home.
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