Evidence that you're getting old
Youthful as I am, I realised yesterday that I no-longer know, or care, who is #1 in the charts. Furthermore, it takes all day to get rid of a hangover and I now seem to have a profound interest in gardening. Worst is that I now use words like 'furthermore'.
What makes you think that you are getting old?
( , Thu 28 Oct 2004, 13:01)
Youthful as I am, I realised yesterday that I no-longer know, or care, who is #1 in the charts. Furthermore, it takes all day to get rid of a hangover and I now seem to have a profound interest in gardening. Worst is that I now use words like 'furthermore'.
What makes you think that you are getting old?
( , Thu 28 Oct 2004, 13:01)
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This Question of the Week...
...made me realise I am a coffin-dodger residing in a 33 year old body.
A random sample:
I have written letters to the paper and had one published, ranting about something or other.
I voted properly in the federal election, having done proper research first.
I went to see the Stranglers the other week - lots of colleages asked "who?". Aaaarggghhh.
It is Saturday night and I am pleased to be at home with the radio on.
A radio station with no adverts or "charts". Pffft.
I went to the supermarket today for brown hairdye to cover the grey (radical colour, brown, very rock'n'roll)
And worst of all? I tsk'd at a youngster at the till. I have never tsk'd before. Go on, try it. Like tutting, but more elderly.
Having said that, I feel far too young to have a stressy job; long-term boyfriend/husband and kids. That is for grown-ups.
Now I'm all confused!
*finds bottle of wine to help with confusion*
( , Sat 30 Oct 2004, 9:56, Reply)
...made me realise I am a coffin-dodger residing in a 33 year old body.
A random sample:
I have written letters to the paper and had one published, ranting about something or other.
I voted properly in the federal election, having done proper research first.
I went to see the Stranglers the other week - lots of colleages asked "who?". Aaaarggghhh.
It is Saturday night and I am pleased to be at home with the radio on.
A radio station with no adverts or "charts". Pffft.
I went to the supermarket today for brown hairdye to cover the grey (radical colour, brown, very rock'n'roll)
And worst of all? I tsk'd at a youngster at the till. I have never tsk'd before. Go on, try it. Like tutting, but more elderly.
Having said that, I feel far too young to have a stressy job; long-term boyfriend/husband and kids. That is for grown-ups.
Now I'm all confused!
*finds bottle of wine to help with confusion*
( , Sat 30 Oct 2004, 9:56, Reply)
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