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West's latest entry managed to remind me that it was my birthday not too long ago. September 2nd, actually. I'd be 38, if I were still alive. I can't believe I forgot my own birthday; it just seems so surreal. How can you forget the day you came into the world?
The way I see it, I'm going to be 37 for the rest of my existence anyway, especially since this is a place out of time. On the upside, this means I'll never have to face the big four-oh, and as we all know, thirtysomething is the new twentysomething. Most women would kill for eternal "youth," not that I'm exactly young...but I won't age further, either. I think I can handle looking a little worn for eternity.
The way I see it, I'm going to be 37 for the rest of my existence anyway, especially since this is a place out of time. On the upside, this means I'll never have to face the big four-oh, and as we all know, thirtysomething is the new twentysomething. Most women would kill for eternal "youth," not that I'm exactly young...but I won't age further, either. I think I can handle looking a little worn for eternity.
