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::ODs on Geritol::
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
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::ODs on Geritol::
Hey, aged doesn't start until you hit the 60s.
Except my parents are in their sixties and a dear friend is in his 70s and they aren't.
So.
Aged doesn't happen until you are dead.
I decree it.
Of course, I could resist giving my SIL shit when she forgot her age and was appalled to figure out she was 24. Hello, she has a 2 year old. 24 is not old. (I think it was more that she blanked on her age that freaked her out.)
She used to be a prodigy. It's sad, really.
There, there, ita. At least you have your health.
I don't like being the age I am for one reason -- I should have done more, and it makes it apparently I wasted time.
Which is totally an issue of mine.
Mine too.
I have no gray hair.
but I dye. So I don't know.
At least you have your health.
I will personally kick you and your smart mouth off my lawn.
Watch your back.
I wish I looked a bit older, just because it seems like a lot of people will look at me and treat me as a teenager, and it gets aggravating.
Now that my grey hair is beginning a geometric progression, I find that I actually like it better than when I was younger. But I'm well aware that the angle I look at myself in the mirror is by far the most flattering viewpoint available. Which leads to much scurrying whenever someone cracks out a camera, to avoid wincing at the results later on.
I will personally kick you and your smart mouth off my lawn.
They teaching walker-fu at that there kravvo place now? I should get me some of that. Also, the orthopedic shoe defences.