Saturday, February 7th, 2009
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In a conversation with a dear friend yesterday: “My baby is 21. 21!!!!”
None of us are spring chickens. But I always look on this very moment as the best time of my life. because I have all the memories of my life to enjoy, I’ve survived all the trials so far, I’ve dealt with things fairly well, and I rarely know what tomorrow will bring. How could life possibly be better?
is when three quarters of the way through rubbing one out, you stop and think, I wonder if I emptied the garbage can in the bathrom?
Even I can’t be bothered to be interested in sex with me for more than two minutes.