I didn't care. I'd never made a big deal out of birthdays and had forgotten my age. Friends would tease me about turning 30 and I honestly didn't know.
I woke up on the morning of my 30th birthday and hit the bathroom to get ready for work. Then I noticed something....
There was a hair growing out of my ear. Not a little blonde thing; a black piece of steel wool. I instantly realized that "it" was over.
I got over it. Turns out your 30's are the fucking best. If you're lucky you have a couple of bucks to spend on fun and a bit of smarts to keep from doing dumb shit.
Thank you so much for your work. You have hipped me to a ton of things I would have never known about. Heath comes first. Take care and I wish you the best.
If Jesus was here right now ICE would deport him then Israel would bomb him and these Christian cunts would say he deserved it because he "didn't follow the rules".
"Postmortem" by Slayer.