Ultimately I guess this is all akin to the girly flirtations of one's teenage years - the excitement and exhilaration that comes with stolen glances at the guy in the biker jacket across the bar, the innocent flirtations - flips of the hair, high pitched giggles, gentle shoves just to feel the hard muscle beneath all the leather, first dates with wine tinted glasses and giddy happiness, and before you know it you are married to the bastard and there is sweet-fudge-all you can do about it...so yes, on the 15th of May 2012 I will be stuck with my dreaded number 30, but hopefully before then I can flirt with the idea, embrace the changes, put on a pair of adult tinted glasses and try them on for size, carry on giving this organisation thing a bash until I find it fits...and with that in mind...what the hell am I going to be doing for my party???
Party people in da house tonight... |