29 going on 50
had you known me one year ago, you'd never believe that i would one day be exercising at gyms, using moisturizer, committing to a job, giving in and buying eyeglasses, or choosing to be alone on saturday night when i've got the place to myself.
i'm well moisturized, i've rented the philadelphia story, bought some smartfood and junior mints, and have opened some wine. it's a saturday night, my vision is restored, and i couldn't be more relaxed. i love getting old.
i'm well moisturized, i've rented the philadelphia story, bought some smartfood and junior mints, and have opened some wine. it's a saturday night, my vision is restored, and i couldn't be more relaxed. i love getting old.
Labels: eyeglasses
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I vaguely remember some addiction to smartfood, so really not all that surprising.
Is this surprising? I went to a party, gave off the impression I was a lesbian; criticised a French military man for being sexist and racist; scowled when my friend flirted a lot; evoked Sartre, the Holocaust, Petrarch, and Dante; praised the Green Party; and tried to speak my atrocious Italian.
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