Proof that I'm going to be the hip old lady on the block someday.

[Eliza Hodgkins 1812]

Originally Posted by Tref

EH, you're in your twenties. Cut the crap and just kiss the guy all ready.

No, no. I have no romantic interest in this guy, whatsoever. He's a sweet pumpkin dear boy, but my feelings towards him are almost sisterly. It's strictly platonic. He's not my Rob Wilco.

And I know I'm not old, Tref, but I do feel more aged and tired than my 29 years sometimes. Probably because I sit at a computer all day and get so little exercise. Tired, tired. However my body feels, though, I still feel very, very young. Too young, even. Haven't done enough. Haven't learned enough. But I'll be 100 and still feeling that way.

Then again, on those days - most days even - when I accept that the meaning of life really is 42, I feel just fine and dandy.

So, can it!