Ok so last weekend, I went to Eeyore’s Birthday.  It’s a celebration my city throws every year.  It’s supposed to be a family-friendly event, but it ends up drawing in a lot of hippies.  Everyone I’ve talked to hyped it up as being really weird, but I was actually disappointed by its lack of weirdness when I attended.  It was just another day in the city for me.

I think this means I’ve gotten used to this city and its weirdness.

Anyway, I walked by a jewelry booth and started talking to the owner.  ”Do you go to school here?” she asked. I said no and then did not elaborate, because sometimes I get weird with strangers and don’t feel like talking about myself much.

She said, “Do you not go to school or are just too old?” I said, “I’m too old.”  ”Wow, you look so young,” she said. “I thought you were in school.”

YAY!

But then when I was buying wine at HEB yesterday, I DID NOT EVEN GET CARDED.

As in, THE CASHIER JUST SCANNED THE WINE AND DIDN’T ASK ME FOR MY ID.

I guess because I look older than 21.

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.