(an) old man, DON’T look at my Life
went to a friend’s b-day gathering at a restaurant which features a big game room (Dave and Buster’s) and had a little bit of fun…but now I think the evening’s festivities has triggered my b-day depression a tad early…The only reason *I* remember turning 30 was because that was the year I sold my parents’ house and suddenly became $50K richer…a house for $50K ? It was 1985 remember…and it was a suburb of Balmer…anyway, it was all gone in about five years or so–and that’s pathetic…prolly gonna have some difficulty falling asleep tonight, oh boy…
LATER–yeah, didn’t sleep so well…actually I think it may have been the piece of chocolate birthday cake I had, small though it may have been…I don’t think I’m too depressed yet, dunno if I will be either…I would like today to be a day of rest…we’ll see…