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So tonight something very, very strange happened to me.

Stranger then normal.

No.

Stranger then that.

I mean really freak me the fuck out kinda strange.

Tonight is the first time EVER that a girl found out how old I was and was totally turned off.

Like, "didn't want to talk with me at all tonight" turned off.

No dancing.

No talking.

Said goodnight with the "shoulder friend" hug goodnight.

I turn 32 next week. I mean this shouldn't suprise me.

When someone who is 22, finds out you are 10 years older then them, and is like, "wow, your really old, I like you but I don't think I can flirt with you anymore" I had to take step back.

I mean, I knew this day was coming.

I am not 18 nor am I 21 anymore.

These things happen.

I mean, when you are 1/3 of someones age, of course you expect them to be a little weirded out if they thought you were cute and then suddenly start with the cold shoulder due to age differences.

I just didn't see it coming.

Then again as they say "You never do".

So, "FUCK ALL!!!!!"

While dancing the night away to industrial goodness and wondering about age and what it means in this modern society of plastic reality and store bought beauty, I came to a conclusion.

32 is not an insignificant number.

21 was big. I could own a gun. I could legallly carry firearms and shoot these crack head motherfuckers that try and rush me for change and then get pissed when I say "sorry man I spent it all at the bar".

I wouldn't shoot them really, except when they follow a bit to close to the car and are eyeing the girl that was my escort for the evening. The whole car jacking incidents are a bit to surreal to live out when I could prevent it with a well placed slug.

30 was big. SG Kira and all you crazy motherfuckers saw to that.
Having 25-30 people show up to suprise the hell outta me was amazing.
I am still afraid of a shot of water thanks to you bastards!

(go ahead and check out the 30th suprise birthday pics to see wtf I am talking about)

32 is not a big number.

So in lue of this, I plan to make it a good time.

If you are in the Detroit area, drive to Royal Oak. Walk into Luna . Find me.

Say the phrase "Pink Fuzzy Bunny".

I will draw a pink fuzzy bunny on your hand and buy YOU a Kamakazi Shot.

This coming wed will be a good time.

Even if you are not here. I will still have a blast without you.

If you show up, OMFG it will be that much better!!

So show up. Or don't because I will be drunk and humping someone else's leg if you aren't here.

"Have a drink on me!"

I look forward to having a blast at Luna with whoever bothers to show up.

Toodles!!!!!!!

*edit*

I had to put this in here for all the art fans. It's just too good of a gem to let go

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iXT2E9Ccc8A

If its good enough for "The Coop" to post in his blog, it's good enough for me!!!

*edit*
Wow, a bit more sober I realize how vain this post seems (to those who know me shocker there) . In the end, fuck it, show up and drink with me anyways!!!!