So I’m 20 or wateva. Man, I’m fuckin old.

Not that special of a birthday. The number just serves to remind me that I’m two decades old, which is really really old. At least I can go to bars next year. That’ll be a blast.

Nevermind. This birthday is fucking unforgettable.

Sup interwebz?

Nothing doing here. Just work. All day, every day.

I’m taking the PTCB next month to get certified as a pharmacy technician, which will give my salary a pleasant bump.

Life’s pretty stable right now. I kinda like it.