Out of curiosity I was looking at my phone’s calendar to see what day certain holidays fall on in the coming years. The most important of these is of course my birthday. I was pleased to see that in the year 2010 my birthday will be on a Saturday. Couple that with the fact that it’ll be my 30th and I’m already excited for the event, even if it is three years away.
Then I got to thinking, can you imagine how many lame fucking parties are going to call themselves “A Space Odyssey” or something equally cheesy that entire year? Probably so many that by the time it gets to May 22nd, I can go ahead and call my birthday a Space Odyssey and have everyone come dressed as characters from 2010: A Space Odyssey and have it be ironically funny already!
I wonder what I’ll be doing when I turn 30… I know I won’t be married and I certainly won’t have any kids… a new job? Different apartment, sure I’m assuming so at least. I’m about 75% sure I’ll be languishing in another painfully drawn out long term relationship under the self qualifying explanation that I’m researching a character.
Either way, I’m not dreading the day at all, if only because of the bad ass party and not having to worry about taking the day off of work because that day is a Sunday.
Unless by some weird backhand slap of fate I become a priest at some point in the next few years.