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Submitted by reeses on Sun, 2002-05-19 21:33.

Turning thirty was a bit of a let-down. I had prepared myself for a truly traumatic experience, and pff. Thirty, big deal. I've pi**ed away half my natural life with nothing to show for it. Big deal. Get back to me when I'm on my deathbed and have wasted the rest of it. :-)

I got (well, bought for myself) a minidisc player, at least. And my parents gave me a GameBoy Advance, with all the "Arcade Classics" cartridges, so I'm ready for sitting on the plane for far too many hours.

Did I mention that in thirty days from now, I'll be getting married? Yeargh. I'm not stressing about that one, either, which is kind of a letdown. It'll probably be a gradual transition, and besides, they'll probably mess something up in translating the documents or sending them back to the US, so it will have not happened anyway.

Which stage is denial? I wonder when I get to stage two, if I'll try to bargain my way out. "Listen, let's just stay engaged for another year, and not drive out to Krivoklat just yet..." I'm sure our parents wouldn't mind at all.

This is the year of drama. Moving from Seattle to San Francisco, changing jobs, turning 30, getting married, future wife moving to Washington, D.C. to start law school one month after the wedding. As long as no one dies, I'll probably be able to hold it together just fine.

Nerf. Back to ripping my CDs to pack onto MD.

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