Thirty one

Thirty one is a weird age. First of all it's prime, and I never trusted prime age numbers. Not only that, nobody really trusts a thirty one year old. Actually I don't know about "nobody", but at least none of the teenagers at the mall seem to.

Turning Thirty
When you turn 30, you get a lot of sympathy. You're officially over the hill, out of your roaring twenties and entrenched firmly in the misery of life proper. People understand those things, so they buy you a cake and maybe let you spend the night with them a couple times. All in all, it's not that bad of a year. You can kinda flaunt it. I enjoyed turning thirty, and I enjoyed the gentle, reassuring pity. For that one year, it feels like people care.

Also, it's a product of: 2 * 3 * 5. Those are the first three prime numbers. That's kind of cool, don't you think?

Turning Thirty One
Thirty one isn't the product of anything. And when you turn thirty one, there's no more sympathy and no more sympathy sex. You got all that when you were thirty, and now it's time to man up and deal with the rest of your life. I'm not really enjoying being thirty one, and it was a sorry birthday. On the bright side, I had one shot that night instead of ten, which was a considerable improvement from the year previous. The clinic people are really proud.

Being Thirty One
Thirty one. It doesn't roll off the tongue, and it doesn't tell people anything positive about you, except maybe that you haven't gone senile quite yet. For that matter, it doesn't tell them anything negative about you, either. Thirty one is a conversation filler, and a life filler. And yet somehow it's managed to be the year I actually decided to write some kind of blog about, finally settling on this wiki.

It's no good for getting sympathy from a judge either.

Although, despite being such a worthless age, it's been a very eventful one. Of course the events are all negative, but isn't that how life normally goes? Or maybe I just want it to be negative, because everything has changed and I don't know how to live my new life. The old one may have involved a little too much drinking and maybe I wasn't quite square with internal revenue, but at least I knew how to live that life.

Being thirty one sucked, but at least I was able to do it. Thirty two will arrive soon, and I don't have a clue about how to live it.