III II

day one. of being 32. 4:34 am amy gets me from the fucking new apartment that i left a huge butty mess for my new room mate bree-on to deal with. hazlet is probably walking all about the apt waiting for me to get home in a few hours smelling like window putty and ball sweat. but that kittys gona be wainting till august 4th for that nutty scent. im in a coffee shop that sells beer in arlington VA . Mike is gona come get me when he ets off of work in 30 minutes. then we hopfully go see Mike at work at the beer factory. so far bein and old fart isn't too bad.. i hope i dont break my back goin to the bathroom in this coffee bar .