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<|2005-05-22| |2:05 p.m.|> <|I'm Sleeping With An OLD Man|>
I went to a graduation party for one of my friends yesterday-- a medical school graduation party. I'm going to assume that this is the last graduation party for quite awhile that serves alcoholic beverages, as every other person I know who is yet to graduate from anything worth having a party over is currently no older than the age of 15. And I have to color my hair today, as the silver is growing more determined to shine through in the sunlight. Fucking aging process. Leon will be 30 in about four months. I'll be sleeping with a 30 year old. I'm thinking it says quite a bit about my lack of maturity that it makes me giggle and get a little grossed out when I think about such a thing. I hate being older than my brain tells me that I am, |