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[lastweek]

I figure I should find something else to do besides sit here listening to "Eyes Without A Face" on repeat, gettin' all wistful with a lump in my throat, thinking about how I'll be 25 in three days.

25.

In three days.

I'll be 25 in three days. (All you oldies, shut up.)

Shouldn't I have bought a house by now or something? Instead I'm scrounging 'round the pantry, making meatless spaghetti with a combination of two already opened jars of sauce. (I've not turned vegetarian or anything; it's just I already used all the meat the last two times I made spaghetti.)

Comments

[justsomedude.livejournal.com]

Don't let self-imposed standards get ya down, madam. I've already hit the quarter-century mark, and I've realized that saying you're 25 only sounds bad... it's not so much.

I do sympathize with you, though; I fully expected to be done with school, working full-time, and completely independent by now. I'm none of those, and that's okay.

[lastweek.livejournal.com]

I've got two out of three down, so that's something.

[justsomedude.livejournal.com]

PS- I hope you have a fantastic birthday today, madam. Cheers!

:)