varuka_salt

It's my b-day tomorrow. Still gotta work, as on most birthdays. The following words could be used to describe my day tomorrow. "shovel" "pit" "clean" "concrete" "fill" "grinder"...and so on.... Not really whining, more like finally tired of not giving a shit about my birthday. I think ever since 21, I could really give a shit about my birthday. 30 really sucked, I don't even want to go there right now. Now, as I get older, I feel that I am wasting the one opportunity a year we get to basically do whatever we want (within legal and physical limits, of course). I used to get a bottle of Jager (which would last me almost the rest of the year) and have a couple shots. I haven't even done that the last few years. Maybe for forty I'll do something semi-big, or maybe I'll just crawl in a hole.