Tomorrow is my birthday. I will be 35. Good bye 18-34, hello 35-I don't even know what—something old.
In my final act as a member of the coveted 18-34 year old demographic I have a small confession to make: I stayed up an extra 30 minutes last night so I could find a pair of shoes my skater wears in a video game I'm playing.
(By the way, I found them, but they're sold out. I'm going to be so proud the day my kids find this post.)