The Beatles - When I'm Sixty Four
Whelp. This is the year. The threshold will be passed. I'll officially be considered an old man.
...razzen frazzen wisenheimers with their hippy hop music and loose clothing...
OK. Turning 27 isn't that bad, but wow... this is the point of no return. I don't even feel like I fucked around and fucked up my early and mid twenties nearly enough. Not that I want a drama-filled life like some of you bastards, but it would be fun in my advanced age that I could look back at then-troubling instances and laugh and laugh and laugh about it from my cherry wood rocking chair.
I'll likely head back down to LA to kick it off proper... at Disneyland. heh Why the fuck not? I'm OLD. It's FREE. I'm trying to save as much of my Social Security check as I can.
THIS ECONOMY WASN'T IN TROUBLE WHEN IKE WAS IN OFFICE! *swings cane around, breaks both hips*
Anyways, this all won't happen for another 22 days (June 25).
Here's a pregunta for ya: IF IT WAS YOUR 27th, WHAT WOULD YOU ASK FOR?
The sketching bug has evolved to full blown illustration madness, so if I can, I'll probably scan some of my business for ya'll to see. Maybe - juuuuuuust maybe - I'll throw in one or 8 of those silly SG game cards too. I need to update some anyhow. You women are always changing your looks!
Besides all this birthday nonsense, there appear to be good things happening in the horizon. I'll keep you posted if they ever come to fruition. NO, IT'S NOT ABOUT GETTING ANY AND/OR HAVING A GIRLFRIEND. I'm beyond those pithy matters. Not metaphysically just... physically. I now believe I'm medically incapable of having a woman sustain a tangible presence around my person in a romantic setting. haha
Where's Doogie fucking Howser when you need him, eh?
Oh. Right over here.
Whelp. This is the year. The threshold will be passed. I'll officially be considered an old man.
...razzen frazzen wisenheimers with their hippy hop music and loose clothing...
OK. Turning 27 isn't that bad, but wow... this is the point of no return. I don't even feel like I fucked around and fucked up my early and mid twenties nearly enough. Not that I want a drama-filled life like some of you bastards, but it would be fun in my advanced age that I could look back at then-troubling instances and laugh and laugh and laugh about it from my cherry wood rocking chair.
I'll likely head back down to LA to kick it off proper... at Disneyland. heh Why the fuck not? I'm OLD. It's FREE. I'm trying to save as much of my Social Security check as I can.
THIS ECONOMY WASN'T IN TROUBLE WHEN IKE WAS IN OFFICE! *swings cane around, breaks both hips*
Anyways, this all won't happen for another 22 days (June 25).
Here's a pregunta for ya: IF IT WAS YOUR 27th, WHAT WOULD YOU ASK FOR?
The sketching bug has evolved to full blown illustration madness, so if I can, I'll probably scan some of my business for ya'll to see. Maybe - juuuuuuust maybe - I'll throw in one or 8 of those silly SG game cards too. I need to update some anyhow. You women are always changing your looks!
Besides all this birthday nonsense, there appear to be good things happening in the horizon. I'll keep you posted if they ever come to fruition. NO, IT'S NOT ABOUT GETTING ANY AND/OR HAVING A GIRLFRIEND. I'm beyond those pithy matters. Not metaphysically just... physically. I now believe I'm medically incapable of having a woman sustain a tangible presence around my person in a romantic setting. haha
Where's Doogie fucking Howser when you need him, eh?
Oh. Right over here.
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thora:
Thanks for the congrats!
burntsolace:
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