A happy birthday to me..

I'm 24 now (for 2 hours and 5 mins...), and after work today I'll be
cleaning the oven as I'm moving out of my flat in headington and
going to abingdon, shacking up with my SO.

Which is good. Aside from the fact that i'm going to have to drink
less. BUT I am now gonna buy a bike. Which is of little interest in
the grands scheme of things, but it seems as good an excuse as any.
Goodbye 'can't get over not being a student lifestyle', hello "i'm
coming home now, shall i pop by supermarket...".

In the meantime, On mybirthday night, I'll be cleaning an oven. I feel
old.

Jeez.

ShavyD.

 

Welcome to the real world. Go and buy a bike and feel younger - until
the bills come in - or you drop it ... then you'll feel older again.

Life. You can't beat it.

 

[snip]

You can always beat life by ending it....

 

No, I'm afraid that you'll find that's life beating _you_.

 

And you can't even flog it. Or at least no one here is cos I've
been trying to buy one for ages..

Phil

 

In Abingdon?? How does that work? Surely you'll have to drink *more*
to numb the boredom and pain?

 

Aren't you supposed to be waiting for the next one instead?

 

C'mon. Most of us are old enuff to be your dad.

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On Tue, 07 Oct 2003 18:04:53 +0000, ShavyDave wrote:

You are a sad, lonely individual. Nobody cares that you were born and
nobody will wish you a happy birthday of their own accord so you have to
solicit fake good-will.

 

24?

I doubled that yesterday