Glutton for Punishment

I have come to the realization that I am the most overachieving underachiever I know. It isn't that I know many others, though I'm sure they exist, it's just that somehow most everyone I know has a "real" job and/or a purpose in life while I skate by as a 30something year old college "kid" with 5 current part-time jobs. Don't get me wrong, though there are downfalls to living this kind of lifestyle, it also has its perks and benefits. All those excuses that you college grads used up in your late teens and early twenties are now working quite well for me in my late twenties and early thirties.

Adult (usually my mother): "You drink too much"
Thirty something college kid: (self-explanatory)
Adult: "You stay out too late"
Thirty something college kid: (self-explanatory)
Adult: "You need a real job"
Thirty something college kid: (self-explanatory)

Does this sound like someone making excuses or someone achieving a goal of a degree while making the most of life? I tend to favor the latter...

Anyway, back to the point I think I was trying to make. I am a bartender at 2 VFW's, 1 Capeway Sports Lounge, 1 Blue Lantern Cafe, and a waitress at 1 Scrambler's, I have all these jobs and am still standing still. I have a bit more freedom and a lot less time, but fear not, there is always time to wreak havoc everywhere.

Take, for instance, my planned trip up to the city tomorrow. I figure that since Dirty Nerds, the HHiC, and Monkey Did are forever making weekend trips down to the Poi, it is only right that some (or one) of us make the trip to Beantown every now and again. I've been promised wine by the river, Schlitz on the City Hall lawn, and a guided tour of the Red Line among other things. The question is not whether I am ready for the city, but is the city ready for me?