Dude, I was making a joke.

I think you're never allowed to make a joke again after this.

"My reindeer flies sideways"

It was "My rabbit flies sideways..." in my school.

I feel deprived as my school had no funky Pomp and Circumstance lyrics.

We did end up with half the senior class doing an impromptu rendition of Pearl Jam's "Elderly Woman Behind the Counter in Small Town" in the middle of the field immediately after the ceremony, which I still think of every time I hear that song, though.

I want to buy a goth arm doily. I imagine it as batwing lace tied with a pink ribbon. You use them as sleeve ruffles.

You realize I'm going to have to make these now, right? Possibly this weekend.

Seriously. I thought I was older than Pete.

Okay, now I have to ask: how old do you people think I am? I'm pretty sure a bunch of you know, but I'm mildly curious. Mostly because I'm complete crap at judging other people's ages, so I want to know how other people fare at it.

Jilli, do you think pink ribbon or silver?

Hmm. I'm guessing Jilli is thirtyish.

Jilli, do you think pink ribbon or silver?

Most goths would say silver, or red. However, *I* am going to use pink ribbon. It will match my pink velvet & lace spiked bracelets & choker.

Okay, now I have to ask: how old do you people think I am?

33 Tops.

You know how the most evil earworms require forcible removal, via that song about how it is a little planet we inhabit?

Well, I've been unable to get the inauguration out of my mind, despite the fact that I didn't read the papers this morning, and haven't watched tv.

Then I came across this [link] in my friend's lj.

My mind is now a blank slate. Tabula rasa. Tabula rasa.

(Click it if you dare. No nudity.)

I want to buy a goth arm doily. I imagine it as batwing lace tied with a pink ribbon. You use them as sleeve ruffles.

I love it.

Jilli, I'd maybe place you at 31, but only because I tend to skew everyone who could vaguely be a peer as 2 years older than me.

Peers will be peers/and youth will have its fling.

In other age news, I'm the oldest woman in our Measure For Measure cast. 'Tis odd. There's at least 5 men who are older than me, though, so I don't feel too decrepit.

It's part of my voting criteria (no talking barnyad animals, no mice and only a handful of spinach books).

No mice? Rats of NIMH! Ben and Me! Mouse On A Motorcycle!

Allyson, like -t I also had the hearing loss due to blockage and it cleared up as soon as it was cleaned out. Did you have a cold recently?

I'm complete crap at judging other people's ages, so I want to know how other people fare at it.

This is me. My margin of error tends to be something like 5 years in either direction. I blame Hollywood's consistently casting 20-somethings as teenagers for throwing off my scale. (Because it certainly can't be my fault.)