On The Big Three-Oh
My good friend Lenny Balsera is turning 30 in half an hour. And since I fully intend to be in an alcohol-aided coma by then, I will share with him (and you) now what I decided upon my 30th birthday, some two years ago (though re-articulated today):
* Rule one: Do not waste time fucking up your life the way you did in your 20s. Life is too short to waste repeating old fuck-ups. Make new fuck-ups.
* Rule two: Fuck up aggressively. Experiment, motherfucker.
* Rule three: Go into your fuck-ups knowing you’ll probably survive. I mean, shit, you have so far, right? Unless your fuck-ups kill you or put you in a coma, you’ll survive and be able to recover.
* Rule four: Time spent being a whiny bitch is time spent not living life. You don’t get that time back.
* Rule five: The previous rules are not an excuse to be a horrible person to others. Living life as much as possible is not to be done at the expense of anyone else. That’s bullshit. Do *not* be that asshole.
I not always 100% great at following these rules, but I try to remember them when times are tough. And they’re always at least a little tough, aren’t they?
(To be fair, these aren’t directed at Lenny because he needs them, I’m just sharing shit about my 30th to him and y’all.)
- Mack
