Friday, June 14, 2013

DOOMED

When I was little, one of my favorite books was There's a Monster at the End of This Book. Grover didn't want you to turn another page in the book because after the last page, there was a monster. Every page was one step closer to immediate doom.

Grover, I now know how you feel. This is what is waiting me the next time I flip my calendar:



While the beach is quite an exciting idea, I would by lying if I didn't admit to still being torn up about turning 30. Life is pretty great right now, yes; but still. It's THIRTY.

*Another great childhood book: the Ernie & Bert book, where Bert can't find anything because Ernie moved it. I imagine I will be relating to that one before too long, what with my old age and all.

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