Me, Version 30.0!

It is official: my twenties are now to be referred to in the past tense.

In the weeks leading up to this, I hardly felt it to be a big deal at all. I admit, it could be because my head is wrapped around wedding planning and several other things. But 30 is really just a big thing because we decided to use the decimal system. Imagine if we had chosen hex. Then I would just be turning "1E", not the momentous "30".

But now I am ready to party and have fun. Okay, so it is a big deal. I'm in my thirties. That is supposed to be the time when you settle down, lay the foundation to become a pillar of the community, talk about things like "pension plans", "career paths" and "gas mileage".

I am settling down. I am just not settling.

If everyone aims at being a pillar of the "community", community itself will look a bit like an ancient greek temple: lots of columns, but no doors, windows or roofs.

And it's too early to start talking about gas mileage when we don't even own a car.

I think I'll enjoy being in my thirties: old enough to be taken more serious, but not too old to still be a kid. I'll go play some Sims and enjoy that work is closed to day.