I suppose I wanna be a toy R' us kid (thinking out loud)

Why are so many of my acquaintances in such a hurry to grow up? Don't we have the rest of our lives to be old??

While I have been kicking and screaming into adulthood, my friends and many of my fellow mid-20 somethings have been getting engaged, sending out pre-meditated Christmas cards, acquiring graduate degrees, matching couch ensembles, mortgages, subscriptions to Hearth & Home magazine, flower vases for their coffee tables, etc.

I mean fuck, my old apartment was completely furnished off of craigslist. Double fuck, I don't even have an apartment right now. Triple f, I wouldn't even know where to buy a vase. A Quadruple f is probably something Oxana Baiul would do in combination with a sow cow

I have always taken the stance that I will officially grow up when I am either A) In a relationship, hopelessly whipped, and I slip one past the goalie, B) In a bar and Irish Car Bombs are no longer fun and tasty, or C) someone younger than me tells me to grow up.

This is not to say I don't take my professional life seriously, because we all want to be successful and contribute to a worthwhile enterprise. I just prefer to delay the inevitable. Here's to never letting the kid in us die. cheers.