On Turning 30

As I stand on the edge of 29 and look into the abyss that is 30, some thoughts occur to me. So, here's a list of things that won't change about me when I enter full blown adult-hood:

1) I'm not changing my wardrobe. I like the way I dress, and I don't see any need to give it up in order to become more hip or, conversely, to look more my own age. Bah.

2) I'm not becoming cleaner. I'm a messy guy at heart, and becoming a little older isn't gonna change that.

3) I'm not gonna get desperate and hit the bar scene trying to pick up a mate. I hate bars.

4) In fact, I'm really not changing anything about me at all. So, there you go. 30 can go screw itself.