Mark is turning 30. It's making me realize a lot of the preconceived notions I had about 30 year olds are not true.
He doesn't pass out early.
He doesn't shower on a regular basis.
He still doesn't have anything to wear to eat with my parents that doesn't awkwardly state, "This is the one acceptable shirt I own for an occasion such as this.".
He is not into furniture and still hates yuppies.
One might say he is still in possession of an ungentrified mind.
I have to get him a present sometime this week. It must express all of the above feelings and the other ones I have succinctly and in a unique alison way ughgghrhg
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