2010 April 29
by CajoleJuice

My birthday was today. See what I did there?

So I’m officially in my mid-20s now. Shit. I don’t even know what this entails, other than feeling old when teenagers say Seinfeld sucks. Am I supposed to have a career yet? Or any idea of what I want to do with my life? Or perhaps a serious girlfriend? At least none of my friends are engaged yet. That’d make me feel way too behind on my growing-up schedule.

First order of business: 24/2 + 7 = 19. Alright. If only 19 and 20-year-olds were allowed in bars in America. Oh wait, that’s barely enforced anyway. And that was much more of an issue when I was 21 (and younger, naturally). Now there’s three whole years of girls younger than me legally roaming the alcoholic establishments! But still, Europe has the right idea in this case. I’d vote for America to bail out Greece if it meant the legal age dropping to 18. I swear that connection made sense in my head.

Regarding another important topic, the New York Mets are in first place in the midst of a seven-game winning streak; the Braves are in last place in the midst of a nine-game losing streak. These are two of the greatest gifts I could have received. And really the only ones I did receive. But it’s more than enough. I hope Bobby Cox’s last year managing is spent in the cellar and he gets thrown out of 40 games because he’s so miserable.

Baseball and girls. I think that’s all important topics covered.

Should I be setting goals for what I want to do in the next year? By the time I’m 30? Maybe that would help. I’ll think about it. And then not do it.

Happy Birthday to me.

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