Hangin' On to the Edge of Forever

[themostepotente]

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

Comments

[noeon.livejournal.com]

Happy Birthday!

I remember reading when I was in my teens the aphorism, "If you don't grow up by the time you're 35, you don't have to." Some may find it terrifying. I decided they were words to live by.

Getting older... it's a state of mind. You can be aged at 27 and young at 100. I know this first-hand from my child-like (in the good ways) great-uncle who just turned 100 and my brother who looks hard-worn for 27.

Well, okay. Enough musings. *sends you a ship of naked boys and enough alcohol to float it*

Enjoy being 39 and on the leading edge of everything, not stuck in the middle!

[themostepotente.livejournal.com]

*dons her Capitan hat* Now here's a ship I can sail! *G*

Thanks for the birthday wishes, hon :-)