So a group of folks went over to a friends house Friday night for a terribly civilized dinner. We had lovely conversation and good food (thanks PB & J ) and then we did what all 30 somethings do after dinner... we played Rock Band... for 5 hours. I think I made it home sometime after 3:00am.
I know that I should be all grown up - whatever that means, but I'm not. And don't really think I ever will be. I drive a Jeep, have a skateboard and want a tattoo.
Perhaps I'm going through a mid-life crisis, internally conflicted... blah, blah, blah...
Maybe I just like playing the drums.
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