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Tuesday · December 02 2003

I will be 30 years old in 16 days and I still don't know how to change my oil, a diaper, or my suspicious attitude toward figures of authority. I do know how to woo a woman, drive a car on either side of the road, and find a good live rock show. Let's celebrate.

The agenda isn't set, but you can bet it will be something I want to do. I promise I won't make anyone play xbox and eat bacon and gummi bears while listening to The Polyphonic Spree. I'm going to save that for friday.

So you're invited on thursday, December 18th. Come out and play. Let me know if you can make it and if you have any bright ideas.

(That means you. If you're reading this, I either know you and hope you're free on the 18th or you're a silent lurker on my blog in which case you owe me a beer for all the free links and crap I've provided you.)

jayedj at yahoo dot com if you have any Qs.

What you had to say:
December 04 2003

Yay! So you're a Sagittarius, too?
I'm actually supposed to do something that Thursday night, but I'd like to get out of it to come celebrate with y'all...

December 06 2003

I figured when we all turned 30, we'd have a bunch of big celebrations...I didn't see one of my friends on their 30th this year, and none saw me. I was lucky enough to go to Park City, Utah to celebrate with my wife, and later go to Vegas to celebrate with my family...but it wasn't the same not seeing everyone that is on the same 30-year old boat that you are.

Wish I could be there, I'll definitely raise a toast to you on the 18th.

I always think it's weird that when your birthday comes up, I'm more than halfway to looking at my next one: 31? wow.

December 06 2003

I always figured when we were 30, we'd be living in this kickass Manhattan apartment across the hall from these 2 really hot girls with an even more kickass Manhattan apartment. We could all meet up for coffee, sit on the couch, tell jokes, and have absolutely no lives or agenda outside of our time with one another.

Things didn't turn out like I planned.

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