I turned 30 two years ago....wait...lemme count my fingers for a sec.....yup, I'm 32. My birthday was unremarkable. I guess I felt a little older? Maybe like I should get a hint of a direction in my life? No wait, that's what I feel every day.

Anyways, I'm not gonna try for romance, kids, the whole "American Dream" nonsense....I've decided my life is meh, so why tip the scales and make it worse. I can live with what I have. It's acceptable.