Well, a few hours if you want to get technical. I was born on June 27th, 1978 at around quarter til six in the morning. I don't know why the big 30 is so important to me, but it's sure got me freaked. Maybe it's because I never did anything for my 21st, so I'm treating this as my coming of age date. I've been focused on it all year, I'm even throwing a party. Which if you knew me would surprise you greatly. I'm not antisocial or anything, just an introvert. That doesn't mean I don't like people, I can actually be the life of the party if I put out the effort. I just prefer to sit back quietly and watch things roll along.
People fascinate me. They confuse me to no end, and I wouldn't have it any other way. Life needs more puzzles, and humans, these fleshy, thinking machines have it in them to be so many great and terrible things.
It's getting closer to that cross-over which changes today into tomorrow. I sit here watching the clock tick by, waiting for that magic number. tick-tock tick-tock. And there it is. 12:00 Hmm, I don't feel any different. Oh well, Time to go to bed. Happy Birthday to me.
βeta, out.
1 comment:
Man, sleep dep., nyquil, birthdays, and blogging should never be mixed :)
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