Okay, I am another year closer to death and my body continues its journey of self destruction. I hate birthdays and aging. I wish some time traveler’s would find me and show me their world of tomorrow. You hear that, Time travelers, I know you’ve finally seen this entry some time in the far future. Damn it, you better find me before I die, or I wear myself out physically. Plus, if the future is full of gorgeous women, who need men to re-populate the planet, I am very fertile.
It sucks getting old.