Surprise!

Contrary to my long-standing theory on aging, I did not explode in my sleep last night. OK, so I made the theory up yesterday, and had no basis on which to suppose that it might actually happen. So I guess technically I can't even call it a theory, since it was based on no observation, and had no experimental background.

But the main point is that since I did not explode, I have made it to the ripe old age of 2wenty-six. Now I know what you're thinking, ("That's like the oldest thing I've ever heard") but you err in your thoughts. You can't hear me. So it ought to be, "That's like the oldest thing I've ever read".

OK you know what really bugs me about my age... people care about it. I only care about it because other people put so much weight, and importance on it. Like if I ask a girl on a date she'll often ask how old I am. Why does that have anything to do with going on a date? We all know people who have dated married people much older/younger than them, and in most cases if the relationship works it has nothing to do with their age. Likewise if the relationship fails, it has nothing to do with their age. I differentiate, of course, between age and maturity. So why does my age matter? Why is there a stigma attached to it?

It is so depressing to be labeled by my age, since that is the ONLY thing about me that I cannot change. Anything else I could modify to suit what a girl might want me to be, such as: hair style & color, muscular fitness, field of study, occupation, location, cell phone provider, preffered grocery store, clothing style, toothpaste, shampoo, deodorant, cologne. You name it I can change it.

Well I guess I can't change my family either, but I would never want to do that, and they are a bonus anyways, girls are all the time wanting to marry me just to be a part of my family. :) Seriously though, age is so sad. Just cry with me on my birthday for a moment... Ok that's enough.

If I write too much I am always afraid that people will stop reading what I write (actually I doubt anyone even made it this far)... so I'm done (though I do have more to say - maybe next year :)