I'm twenty three. Well, I have been now for a few days already. What a weird time in my life... I still feel in many ways like I am 18, and looking like I am much younger than that doesn't help either. The eve of my birthday was as low key as I wanted it to be. We headed to the local bar and I brought Nancy Drew madlibs, where we celebrated with beers, grilled cheese, chocolate cake shots and dirty adjectives and adverbs. The next day brought a bit of window shopping and a trip to the thrift store, where I scored the perfect vintage t-shirt and pendleton wool jacket. Then, some of my old college pals (wooah) came and we went to the Fireplace for MORE grilled cheese, onion rings and root beer floats. Followed by an evening of hardcore dancing fueled by $3 land sharks. Here's hoping my 23rd year is the best yet.
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