thirtysomethingoranother

Now that I’m 32, I’m firmly entrenched in my thirties. I’m truly thirtysomething. But because I’m an 80’s child, my only reference on what it’s like to be thirtysomething, is well, the television show thirtysomething. Oh, and The Big Chill.

And I’m frightened, because here I am, a boring, geeky writer, and based on everything I’ve learned from hollywood, I’m soon to be hit with a wave of adultery, pot-smoking and suicidal friends.

I’m just not ready for that.

*drinks tumbler of riunite*

Okay. Now I’m ready.

Bring it.