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progToday, whilst showering and looking at my face in the showery mirror, I observed that my default LJ picture, which is from a 1998 photograph, has become subtly out of date; I have lines all around my eyes when I smile like that, now.
Doo dee doo
I think about The Gus, again, who defined "crow's feet" in the Big Fun glossary as the things that let you know he was 28 and not 18, like some of the people he lived with. His entry for himself deadpanned that he was a 53-year-old hippie who lived with children, so he was aware of the vague strangeness of his housing situation.
I am heading into a somewhat The Gus-like housing situation in a couple months, cohabitating with people 4-8 years younger than me. We're all still young enough so that the math makes this difference somewhat significant, but we're comfortable enough around each other that the only time we're reminded of it is when someone brings up some point in our pasts: "Right, I remember that, That happened right as I was starting college." "Huh. I was in fifth grade."
Doo dee doo
I think about The Gus, again, who defined "crow's feet" in the Big Fun glossary as the things that let you know he was 28 and not 18, like some of the people he lived with. His entry for himself deadpanned that he was a 53-year-old hippie who lived with children, so he was aware of the vague strangeness of his housing situation.
I am heading into a somewhat The Gus-like housing situation in a couple months, cohabitating with people 4-8 years younger than me. We're all still young enough so that the math makes this difference somewhat significant, but we're comfortable enough around each other that the only time we're reminded of it is when someone brings up some point in our pasts: "Right, I remember that, That happened right as I was starting college." "Huh. I was in fifth grade."
speak up, kid
Date: 2002-03-25 07:05 pm (UTC)*shiver*
I thought I'd be grown up before I got old.