Damnit

[Xantar]

I remember the days when birthdays meant something. Like you would be able to drive. Or drink. Or be executed. Stuff like that. But what do you get for being 26? It isn't even a neat mathematical number like 27 (3 cubed).

And I'm not sure I like the idea of getting a pony at 30. On the one hand, I get a pony. On the other hand, I'll be 30.