I feel like the oldest twenty-three year old in the world. With the possible exception of my boyfriend. Except he's twenty-four. My day after work pretty much goes the same way every day: get home at 7:00, make dinner, sit on ass in front of computer, go to bed at 10:00.
I feel old except for the overwhelming sense that I don't know anything.
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
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