Entries Tagged as 'what a drag it is getting old'
And the award for Favorite Person of the Day goes to, Software Man
This is the third nomination and first win for Software Man. Here’s why:
“Hey are you gonna be here Thursday or Friday?” I asked.
“No I am going to someplace you have already forgotten the name of,” he said.
“Oh, we’re celebrating Al, the cutest girl on earth’s™, 30th birthday,” I said.
“I got her a card already, he [...]
How narcoplepsy is ruining my life
It’s not very often that I feel all “I’m so old.” But when they come (like when The Grad told me he was in 5th or 6th grade when Weezer’s Blue Album came out), they sure has hell throw me for a loop.
Take today for instance. After my mid-morning nap (it seems that no matter [...]
Old, lame, and vulnerable
My stomach and I are still not on speaking terms. Actually, it’s talking all the damn time, I’m just not talking to it. I was so sick and rundown last week that I even caved and went to the doctor. She thinks it’s probably stress or a virus. If it doesn’t get better in a [...]
Read moretime warp or when age comes back and slaps you in the face
hello. my ass is grass and life is the lawn mower. clearly i need to stop acting and going out like i’m a 23-year-old when really i’m an old old 33-year-old.
how the hell are you?
the one where we lift the ban on drinking and typing
i’m going to be 33 in 3 days (shut up, it’s still June 3rd in my mind). i had a mini breakdown today while talking to Seamus.
“i’m gonna be fucking 33 on monday,” i said.
“not sitting well?” he asked.
“no, because soon i’ll be 40!”
“stop,” he said. “stop right there. i can’t think about 40.”
“but [...]
sex on campus
the nytimes featured an article on Sex and the College Newspaper today. at first i thought, “hrmph, i wish i could have written that column for my college newspaper.” then i got to thinking, what in the hell do a bunch of 20 year olds really know about sex?
but then i thought that maybe i’m [...]
our house, in the middle of our street
So this is Friday. I think my chicken-pox-like disease has gone away, though my chest still really itches. I guess maybe it was the sunburn. You know what that means? No more cleavage revealing shirts for me this summer. No way, not a chance.
Sister #2 is moving into her grown-up house today. Tomorrow I get [...]
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