I wasn't bothered before, about turning 30, but now it seems to be bearing down on me. I suppose maybe I'm just anxious to get it over with. To mark "the end of an era" as it where there will be a gathering I'm not particularly looking forward to. I don't do too great with more than one or two people at a time and there is plenty of scope for disaster in fact I'm a serious flight risk. One of the few people I wanted to see won't be there which makes me sad. This is the last landmark birthday for a long time so maybe the greater emphasis is cause for greater anxiety.
Been listening to a lot of CDs recently. Martha Wainwright, Norah Jones, Robert Plant & Alison Krauss, Biggie & 2pac and so on. While reading the Twilight books wondering or wishing for a Cullen to turn me eternally twenty nine.
Work keeps throwing up a few surprises, making firmer friendships which I'd kinda given up on attempting to start really.
Will try to post before the end.
so long
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