I don't feel young anymore. I probably never did. And don't even get me started on our glorious leader who has a birthday this week - talk about old! Harhar. But I'm broken. I squandered my youth on war fighting and horseplay and now I'm tired and sore. And there's house work today. Installing storm doors. Painting ceilings. Mending fences (literally). Mowing grass. Planting flowers. Putting up crown molding. I'm 30. But I still make time for the rock.

This post was not NSFW. Sorry.