I had the same problem with Sally last week when she bitched about turning 35.

Everyone is too old or too young, and most are both.

On the other hand, *lifetime* of disappointment as they discover like the sideeffect of living is getting older.

they are so right. it has only been four years.

Youth is wasted on the living

I distinctly remember telling my godfather-in-law-to-be – that is, my godmother’s fiance – that he was too old to be getting married, because he was 26.

In my defence, I’ll point out that I was only six at the time. And it may or may not be poetic justice that, at age 26, I was nowhere near married myself …

I’m sorry, I am reeling from the fact that you *didn’t* slap them bitches up. Not a court in the land would convict you for a righteous slapfest like that!!!

*getting slappy with it*

HAH you’d use my James as a punching bag. He gets this injured look about him when I laugh at him being all mournful about turning 20…then 21…then 22….Every freaking year!

“Oh fuck, I’m another year older…oh mann this sucks.” *him sulk sulk mourn mourn*
*me PMSL*

Haha. I remember when I turned 23 (less than half my current age) it was the first I thought about aging. I was no longer in my early 20s, but inbetween early and MID 20s. I needed to be slapped at the time.

Aww, Cat! What a missed opportunity! You don’t bitchslap people like that. You look surreptitiously at their groceries, and pick half a dozen dodgy items. Then you say: “Excuse me, I couldn’t help overhearing. Of course you realize, I’m only twenty-four, but unfortunately I spent the last six years eating (LIST THEIR STUPID GROCERIES HERE.) Now my doctor tells me I have to subsist on (SHOW THEM THE MOST INEDIBLE THING IN YOUR GROCERY BAG) because it helps reduce the visible effects of ageing. Of course, you’re not concerned about things like that yet… oh… is that a sunspot on your arm there? Hmm.”

MESS WITH THEIR HEADS! IT’S FUN AND THEY DESERVE IT!

One of my colleagues was sighing deeply today as she described how she’d been moved to a new office with ‘a couple of twelve year olds who are size 6′ and we both had a laugh because at one point in time we were *all* young and pert – and they’ll just end up like us eventually! Lol.

She: Oh, there’s a CD by the Beatles.
Another She: Who? Are they good?
She: They were Paul McCartney’s old group.