its my birthday tomorrow. apparently this is a good thing. I can’t think why.
“Well done, you’ve managed not to die for another year! lets set this cake on fire for you.”
I seemed to enjoy my birthdays a lot more when I was younger, probably because I liked getting presents …lets face it, we’re all selfish bastards when we’re kids.
what happens these days is that I drink too much, and then get depressed cos I’m getting old.
jeez, I’m only 23, think what ill be like when I’m really old, like 30. 😉