Quarter of a Century
OMG! WTF! I'm how old?!?
Damn. I need to act my age.
Time for more fun!
What's the big deal about getting older anyways? Sure the slower you do academically the more science/economic doors close to you. But what is that to a creature of the arts? We do not age, we gain experience, we gain character, we gain... wrinkles... oh my god, is that a wrinkle?!? Some industrial strength cream should get rid of that. Phew, one crisis averted. ACK! A grey hair! HAIR DYE! HAIR DYE! Phew. I mean. Um.. nah, i'm hardly stressed enough to get any grey hairs on me. I enjoy life too much.
Speaking of which, I really have to get off my arse to do some cleaning around here. I live in a surrounding of organized clutter. Which could just become organized... We need to move or something. A move usually gets rid of about sixty percent of any junk laying around. I'd miss this house though. Maybe next year. But seriously. What is all this junk? Empty bottles, stray papers, face towels, socks... empty jars of Vegemite (a travesty), fliers, geez, and that's only in a one foot radius.
Got an awesome Hawaiian shirt. I lurve it. It's snappy!
I need to expand my wardrobe. Or at least organize my closet. I think I may have spied a moth in there earlier. That frightens me. Not the moth, but my imagination of what the moth might have done to my cashmere sweaters. Oh the fear.
Well it's late, I should sleep. What does a gamer do on his birthday? Game of course!
Damn. I need to act my age.
Time for more fun!
What's the big deal about getting older anyways? Sure the slower you do academically the more science/economic doors close to you. But what is that to a creature of the arts? We do not age, we gain experience, we gain character, we gain... wrinkles... oh my god, is that a wrinkle?!? Some industrial strength cream should get rid of that. Phew, one crisis averted. ACK! A grey hair! HAIR DYE! HAIR DYE! Phew. I mean. Um.. nah, i'm hardly stressed enough to get any grey hairs on me. I enjoy life too much.
Speaking of which, I really have to get off my arse to do some cleaning around here. I live in a surrounding of organized clutter. Which could just become organized... We need to move or something. A move usually gets rid of about sixty percent of any junk laying around. I'd miss this house though. Maybe next year. But seriously. What is all this junk? Empty bottles, stray papers, face towels, socks... empty jars of Vegemite (a travesty), fliers, geez, and that's only in a one foot radius.
Got an awesome Hawaiian shirt. I lurve it. It's snappy!
I need to expand my wardrobe. Or at least organize my closet. I think I may have spied a moth in there earlier. That frightens me. Not the moth, but my imagination of what the moth might have done to my cashmere sweaters. Oh the fear.
Well it's late, I should sleep. What does a gamer do on his birthday? Game of course!
posted by Dave at 2:03 AM
3 Comments:
HAPPY BURTHDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Felicitations, Good Sir! As a gift I shall use my Jedi powers to secure the role of the Joker for Paul Bettany. I lurve him sooo much...
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!!!!! Now, It's your turn to wish me a happy birthday Kubbysankins! Woo, I'm 22 today, and scared! Oh and if you're getting old, I am too, so you ARE NOT gettng old!
Love,
~*!SAM!*~
It's our birthdays!!! You're turn!
Love,
~*!Hollykins!*~
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