So I turned thirty. I feel proud to say I spent the last day of my twenties shopping for a thong and fake mustaches, having an eleven inch mustache of my own, preparing for the upcoming event on Saturday night. The event at which I will take my clothes off in front of hopefully 400 people, where I will be wearing said thong.
I'm leading a somewhat interesting life right now.
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But I'm terribly busy for once. I almost don't know how to process it all, how to get it all done... I have to write stuff down constantly now.
I'm amazed at myself, and proud. I usually take winter pretty hard, and having these things to do week after week feels wonderful, and energizing. Not at home every night, smoking as much weed as humanly possibly and drinking wine and immersed in video games.
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Its been a long day. I'll have details of the birthday soon, and extreme details of my first burlesque perfor-MANce.
Not that anyone is exactly living and dying on my less-than-frequent updates...
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P.S. Not sign of a girl anywhere in sight. This is a good thing.
1 comment:
Happy Birthday!!! Did the shirt get there?
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