The Double Deuce
I am officially getting old. Last night was my twenty-second birthday. It was a glorious night filled with friends, libations and good old-fashioned debauchery. I actually woke up today with a cue ball in my pocket. Sorry, to whichever bar it belongs to. It does fit nicely with the eight ball from my twenty-first birthday. Maybe I will have a whole set by the time I am done. Now I can look forward to graduating and becoming a real-life working man, or spending three more years in law school.
It’s all kind of scary to think about. I guess it means that I won’t have too many more nights in Stillwater on the Strip, or days spent putting off homework. It was actually kind of weird to put in my last day at work the other day. I have been there for a while and it just seems odd to think that I won’t be working there next semester. Instead I will be busy trying to graduate and plan the next phase of my life. Hopefully all will be well.