Decrepit

Well, tonight my family is taking me out for my, um, 50th birthday...tomorrow is it.

Doesn't actually bother me too much, although if I had my druthers I'd druther be turning 30. Still, it is what is it; I am what I am.

So. Tomorrow I'm not exactly middle-aged...I'm somewhere in my late middle age.

At least I'm smarter.

God, how I wish that were true.