Yesterday was my 29th birthday, it was a nice little affair with family and friends.  I usually don’t give a shit about my birthday or how old I am, but I feel this has some sort of bearing on this post.  Apparently since I’m living with my folks for the first time since I was 18, really since I got my drivers license (I spent quite a bit of time at friends or the theater between 16 and 18).  Essentially my mom has reverted back to my being 16, which is quite funny giving that was 13 years ago according to the old calendar.  Don’t get me wrong, I’m not complaining about it all, since it means free room and board.  Well it’s not really free, there is the daily dose of guilt, luckily I’ve become immune to the parental guilt trip so the room and board is free.

Oh well, what can you do with your parents?

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