I was just outside, contemplating my personal life and the late 19th century Bohemian arts revolution of eastern Europe when I realized that I, along with all of my friends, am a yuppie. This was discussed during a lunch date (heh) that I had with Victor yesterday. I’m a webmaster. My wife is the Director of Catering for a popular local Tex-Mex chain. My friends are Assistant Vice Presidents of large banks, Certified Public Accountants, Engineers, Online Ad Sales Managers, Financial Analysts for the largest media corporations just to name a few.

I thought this was noteworthy because I feel as though I can step away from myself to watch my life evolve. Almost ten years ago, I knew quite a few people who delivered pizzas for pot money, were career restaurant waiters and topless dancers. I’m not saying that there is anything wrong with any of those professions. As a matter of fact, a combination of the aforementioned would be interesting. Like, oh, I don’t know, pizzas delivered by topless dancers. I never see these people anymore. Well, except for John. He was a topless dancer.

I’m just taking note on how I’m getting older.

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