{"id":146,"date":"2005-03-08T01:02:00","date_gmt":"2005-03-08T08:02:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/randomandodd.com\/?p=146"},"modified":"2006-04-03T18:49:52","modified_gmt":"2006-04-04T01:49:52","slug":"im-an-aries","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/randomandodd.com\/?p=146","title":{"rendered":"I’m an Aries"},"content":{"rendered":"

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It’s nearing my birthday.<\/p>\n

On March 24th I turn 33 years old.<\/p>\n

After 30 my birthday I was happy because at the time I was dating someone that was much older than me. After 30 I dated someone that was much younger than I was and instead of feeling like an old hag, I started feeling like I was finally mature.<\/p>\n

I’m turning 33. It just has this weird ring to it. I never had a problem with any birthday before this…except my 13th where I nearly chopped my damn finger off trying to get my sweatshirt to be like a Michael Jackson glove.<\/p>\n

Thirty Three.<\/p>\n

It’s going to happen. Someday someone is going to ask me,<\/p>\n

“So how old are you?”<\/em><\/p>\n

and I’m going to either have to scratch their eyes out or say,<\/p>\n

“I’m 33”<\/em><\/p>\n

I just can’t lie about my age. (Thanks mom for that whole, ‘liars go to hell’ complex you gave me!)<\/em><\/p>\n

I’m going to spend my 33rd birthday in a mini-van with five kids driving 8 hours to Disneyland.<\/p>\n

Feeling old much?<\/p>\n

It’s okay though…when I get sad I will just pull my camera a little bit closer to my chest like a baby and whisper, “If I were 22 I would have never been able to afford you!”<\/p>\n

My Birthday Wishes:<\/strong><\/p>\n