Get Up, Get Out, Get Somethin'

I was having a chat the other day with a friend. We both kind of felt like we weren't getting older. I don't even know what old feels like. But just feeling different is the conclusion we came to. I can certainly say I feel that way even though I still get the urge to do things I wanted to do years ago, which mainly consist of getting drunk, hanging with my friends and finding a soft, nice smelling female to lay up with. Actually, that's all I really want to do to be truthful. I mean, of course if I could cause some giant change in the world, I'd be all for it but I'm so insignificant, thinking of such grand situations makes me laugh at myself to myself. So, I assume me finding some sort of direction in life, i.e going into a trade, moving into a real place and not just the 3rd floor of a triplex with free rent and whatever other changes I decide to make, count as me "getting older". I'm praying, not literally although I should, that I get accepted into this apprenticeship. Aside from the fact that it will give me some feeling of accomplishment, my bank account will be happy. Oh thank you Ronald for feeding me thank you thank you. Yeah, I'm pretty much on a paper chase now.