our thirties

i'm turning 32 on saturday, which is bad to me. real bad. When you turn 30, its a milestone, but it's still barely 30s. then when you turn 31 it's like you're still barely in your 30s. but 32.... there's no way around it, you're in your fucking thirties. I can't deny it any more. I'm in my 30s, which sends men running for the hills. no guy wants to date a woman in her 30s because they make assumptions based on what society expects from women my age. although, i'm totally immature and not ready for commitment, but it doesn't matter, men are men and they think EVERY woman in their 30s want babies. I can't even balance my check book, i can't imagine being responsible for a child. I can barely fill up my gas tank every week. I'M LAZY. anyway, i'm also unemployed, that's always attractive.