so, you may have noticed my lack of referencing my rapidly approaching 30th birthday (tomorrow). i've tried not to dwell on it too much, but its there, sometimes lurking beneath any conversation i have, sometimes staring me right in the face, laughing. a wise man told me i would be less of an idiot when i woke up the morning of this birthday, but i don't know...

30 is a big one. i'm not too upset about feeling old and getting wrinkly and all that crap, its more the old trap of comparing whats going on in my life with those of my peers. not even my peers, cause all my close friends are doing their own things and are cool with that, and its all ok. other people my age and younger just seem to be doing so much more than i have. i never really set any big personal age goals for myself, but i'm starting to feel like i'm missing something. having any sort of clue about what i'd like to do with my life would really probably be helpful.

does anyone want to hire me as a muse? that i can do.

sorry for such a negative entry today, but the clock is winding down and its getting me down. i am thankful to have made it to 30 though. i just don't want to waste any of my time. insecurites suck.

i am glad that i've got the baby pact with bosely pajama. finnegan henry pajama will be the coolest, most fashionable blue skinned baby ever!