EDITED AS I AM NOW 30 YEARS OLD

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

Happy birthday!

[Suu]

Local types:

Navyguy and I are having dinner, but want to go out for drinks after. Yes, I know it's Thursday and we're all supposed to be responsible adults and shit, but I'm going to the City tomorrow night and won't be around this weekend. Next Friday is German Club though. Tonight we can go raise hell at Trinity or Murphy's. As adults, of course.

[Anna Mae Bollocks]

The only reason I sometimes worry about 30 is because everyone around me is trying to make me think I should be worried about 30 and if all the cool kids are jumping off the bridge, I might as well do it too right? But then I realize that's silly and I'm happy doing what I'm doing until I decide something different. And life goes on

That's leftover shit from that puke-a-rama 80's TV show "Thirtysomething".
The one that told people it meant being yuppie scum agonizing over which tie to wear.   

[LMNO]

I kind of hate you for being a decade younger than me, and at the same time being twice as cool.

[Roly Poly Oly-Garch]

I think it's bothering my family more than me. Shit, maybe people can take me seriously now.

...Right?



Oh, Navyguy got me tickets to go see The Who in February. Well, half of them, anyway, but still.

Hopefully it's the top half. At their ages the bottom halves would be kinda messy.

[Suu]

We never made it to Coney Island. 

We did however, the Lower East Side with almost-naked women.

All of it.

And NOT accidentally.

I swear, East Houston St. needed it anyway. I mean, who the FUCK let those designer shops on Clinton? That's not the Lower East Side I knew 10 years ago when I lived on the island. The Bowery is all like, cute and shit now. Fuck you, yuppie scum. Fuck. You.