Even my mother commented that I'm getting close to 40. And, yet, I don't feel that old. Most of the time, anyway. I still feel like a boy with a little more wisdom and knowledge than is good for him.
Tomorrow, I'm off to L-Town for Party Girl's wedding. I note the irony that Party Girl no longer parties much and Dredlock Girl has cut off her dreds...
This is a strange feeling. It's like I have so many things to talk about, but nothing to say. For all my cool, laid back demeanor, I wish I could just lie back and relax for a while. Being almost a year out of work, though, that's not going to happen.
For now, that is all.
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