Iam30soWhat

It has been a while since we last talked. I didn’t realize it was you in a fake almost Indian accent greeting me a happy birthday. Seriously. I thought you were someone else. Realizing you said “you’re in Abu Dhabi” and finally figured out who you really were, I was half relieved.

Being 30 and single isn’t bad, I figure. At least, I don’t have a girlfriend of several years who is 28 (read: marrying age) and I was still calling my ex half-way around the world. The last bit of that sentence I didn’t tell you because, hey. I am an adult. I know when to stop haha

V, you never fail to amuse me. See you in June.