30.
It's here. Oh boy, I'm an adult now and there's no going back.
Of course nothing really feels different -- in fact it's all rather anticlimactic. If there was some great cosmic wrenching to be felt, that came back in September when Ms. K and I moved in together, merging possessions, goals, and hopes for the future. Thankfully my freakout over turning 30 was confined only to last week.
Anyway, I'm going to go home, eat the wonderful dinner that Ms. K has planned for me, drink sparkling shiraz, enjoy the recently purchased bookshelves, and have copious amounts of hot lesbian birthday sex.
5 comments:
well... i wish you a very happy birthday, and awesome meal and an even more awesome endless session of hot sex...
peace...
Happy Birthday!!
that sounds like a really good plan for a birthday!! and remember - you're only as old as you feel!
Happy Birthday (and welcome to semi-middle aged-ness)!
Sounds wonderful! Happy Birthday!
happy belated...so this may be your magic age..you know, the one you are perpetually stuck at, the one where 5 years from now someone asks how old you are and you think "30", but then have to count..as a weekend present, get ms. k to take you to check out an horse at the bell house. they opened for dcfc in australia!
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