30's isnt bad. I had some fun the first half, and then went through a mid life crisis, until a 36 year old female dear friend of mine decided to check out early by eating the barrel of a .357. That really changed my perspective of things. While we were the same age, she now lies alone and cold in a lonely, cold graveyard, 6 foot under, in a sealed casket, with her once pretty head sewed back together, by an undertaker.
I'm not anywhere near where I want to be. I am pursuing my goals and dreams, however, but these things take time and effort. They dont happen overnight. But I'm still here, kicking baby. Times have been hard, and sometimes the $$$ isnt there the way I want it to be, but thats what happens when you switch gears midstream, and try for a new career. But I still manage to have fun, I still manage to catch the occasional concert, and do Vegas, and hit the books hard, and find time for art, work, and play, not to mention the weight room. I'd still like to do a bodybuilding show as a novice before the big 4-0. And the ladies? Well, sometimes the cubbard is bare, and sometimes, life is REALLY good, but I have learned one thing. Ladies HATE a man who lives for their pursuit. They seem to dig guys who are chasing their own dreams. If a lady has the choice between a man who considers himself a "playa" and constantly is trying to get into their pants, and a man who is busy pursuing career goals, at least in my experience, the so called "playas" are the ones mastrubating at home by themselves. So with that, I say enjoy your thirties, and forties. Go to a local nursing home, at lunchtime, and then come back here and ***** about being 30.
