This is getting truly frightening.
For the first time in my life I have good health insurance, but that's nothing. Get this, I now have [shutter] a retirement plan. I feel like such a grown up. HELP
If I run out right now, pierce my nipples, dye my hair blue, smoke a pack of cloves, go to Club Congress and make clumsy drunken passes as 22 year olds... will I prove to myself that I am still the young fancy-free, vivacious creature living on the cutting edge of the cultural avant-garde, which at 20 I swore I would remain forever?
Nah, I don't think so either. Maybe I just need a good lay... That never hurts.
Until next time, la vie Boheme!
For the first time in my life I have good health insurance, but that's nothing. Get this, I now have [shutter] a retirement plan. I feel like such a grown up. HELP
If I run out right now, pierce my nipples, dye my hair blue, smoke a pack of cloves, go to Club Congress and make clumsy drunken passes as 22 year olds... will I prove to myself that I am still the young fancy-free, vivacious creature living on the cutting edge of the cultural avant-garde, which at 20 I swore I would remain forever?
Nah, I don't think so either. Maybe I just need a good lay... That never hurts.
Until next time, la vie Boheme!