damn near 30

the following note was originally posted on facebook in february 09. i figured it was time to revisit as i announce 30 weekends before 30! shout out to the 80’s babies hitting the mark this year and ’81 babies that snuck into school with us.


my mother likes to say to me “you’re damn near 30”. well, maybe she’s only said it a few times, but just hearing her say it is funny. and the fact that she used the word “damn” in a conversation with me is evidence that… dammit i am damn near 30.

but that’s ok. here are somethings that make me happy about almost reaching the milestone birthday.

1. after a late night i can come home and eat. fast food isn’t my only option. as long as i’ve made a recent trip to the store i’ll have leftovers… or i can whip something up rather quickly.

2. i can come home to solitude (fortunately or unfortunately) and sleep in my own comfy bed. thanks but no thanks for the offer to crash on somebody else’s couch or futon after a late night. i’ll catch a cab to the crib.

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