Did you know I’m turning 30 next week? I’m turning 30 next week. Even though my real age is a mere 20.3, I’ll be officially crossing the 3-0 barrier.
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Judging from my peers, I assume it’s all down hill from here. (I kid, I kid).

I remember when I was a younger man-boy being really excited about my birthday; not because of the milestone, of course, but because of the presents. I would pore over the toy section of Sears catalog carefully, dog-earing all of the pertinent pages, and making a detailed list of possible gift items, including page numbers and short descriptions. One can never be too careful when it comes to the G.I. Joe Headquarters Command Center. [Note to self: when playing “army”, remember that no store-bought headquarters can be nearly as cool as one built from shoe boxes and/or couch pillows… unless it’s the Death Star Space Station).
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Nowadays, of course, gifts are much less important. At this point, who really cares to get anything? It’s all just silly, really.
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