Uh-oh

I’m 20. I just realized that. I think I get the prize for slowest person on earth to catch a point(just 3 months, though). But the fact that I’m 20 means that I’m in my twenties(amazing deductive skills at work there, people). People get real jobs in their twenties. People get married in their twenties. People have kids in their twenties. People are no longer in their teens in their twenties(another brilliant conclusion here). I am old. If genetics has any role I will son be gray as well. Jeebus! I need tequila, soon and a lot. And a hot 18 year old to remind me that I’m not that much older then him. Nope…doesn’t work. The fact that I can legally date a guy who’s 2 years younger than I am is creepy. I need a 30-year old hot guy to remind me that I am still not that old. If only Milo were available. Dump the midget and give me a call, love! ;)