Happy Birthday To Me

So, I've made my peace with it: I'm 30! I've waved goodbye to my so-called swingin' 20's and opened the door to the new era: my even more bumpin' 30's. I kinda had to, didn't I?

And I've decided not to stress. Sure, 30-something, mindfuckery things like marriage, mortgages, babies and cellulite may be looming, but I could either cower in defeat or stand tall and take it head on like a tru fu schnick. Since I fancy myself as a go-getter, then I think I'll do the latter. Yeah, that's pretty much the plan.

And it'll be fab, just like anything else I do. They say 30 is the new 20 right? I'll let you know. Stay tuned.