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Jecca - 2005-03-23 10:39:43
"And I'm gonna be 40!" "When?" "SOMEdaaayyy . . ." "In eight years." "But it's out there! It's out there like a big DEAD END." You're not first, cupcake. I'm 30. Not that I *knew you* knew you when I had my birthday last summer. My advice: do NOT throw a dinner party your own self. Stressful, not enjoyable. All other plans are much, much better. Sushi sounds excellent. Mmmm . . . sushi . . .
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Dawnie - 2005-03-23 12:47:29
Ain't nothing wrong with hoodies and tequila and take-out in my book. Loads of sushi also sound fantastic, and will make the morning-after far less painful. Don't throw a dinner party. Get someone else to do it for you.
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Marilyn - 2005-03-25 05:16:35
...(bent over)...(gasp)....(hiccup)... Okay...I'm okay now...it was just the laughing...at the very idea that you've got it into your head that THIRTY IS OLD! Oh, my dear sweet Molly, you're just a BABE (literally!) Trust me, you might still feel like a 'girl' (vs. woman) even when you're decades past 30...I think that shit just doesn't go away for some of us. (I'm STILL waiting to grow up and figure out what I wanna be when I get there.) I agree with your other commenters: don't throw yourself a dinner party. I've done it...too much stress...I always end up not being present at my own party...because I'm constantly flitting about trying to make it 'perfect'...because it has to be MEMORABLE...except I barely remember any of it...except the stressing out part. Much better to be taken out to dinner or have someone else throw you a party...or to indulge in one of your getaway scenarios. I'm sure that once it arrives, however you celebrate it will turn out to be quite wonderful.
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PG - 2005-03-25 15:54:45
To echo Jecca, you're not first. I went last February. Here is Pineapple's explanation of why 30 rocks: when you are in your 20's, you are still a kid. Some points an older kid than others, but people in their 20's are Still Just Kids. But, in your 30's... ah, now, grasshoppah, you are Officially An Adult -- ONLY (here comes the best part), you are the very youngest of all the Official Adults, which means that for a very long time, the other, actually-old Adults will go, "Pish posh! You're still a baby!" 30 = being a grownup... but the youngest of them. It is quite nice, I promise.
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