Hangin' On to the Edge of Forever
Today is my 39th birthday, and man do I feel like I'm hangin' on to the edge of forever. Sometimes, I wonder how I've made it this far with all the crazy whacked-out shit I've done.
I still get carded for entrance into the casino, for liquor and for the occasional pack of cloves. I don't think I quite look my age, but still, I don't want to get older, dammit!
I really, really don't want to turn, much less think about, the big 4-0.
I have a whole year to think about this, but ladies, any advice? Thoughts. Wishes. Stories to share. Virtual cake and alkeehol. Hot nakey boys.
--P
I still get carded for entrance into the casino, for liquor and for the occasional pack of cloves. I don't think I quite look my age, but still, I don't want to get older, dammit!
I really, really don't want to turn, much less think about, the big 4-0.
I have a whole year to think about this, but ladies, any advice? Thoughts. Wishes. Stories to share. Virtual cake and alkeehol. Hot nakey boys.
--P