Breakup31Girl

Well, I made it. Into my thirties, plural. If you'd asked me at age nine or so, when I first calculated how old I'd be in the year 2000, I wouldn't have been so sure that I'd ever have gotten here. Still, I feel like I remain on some sort of cusp. As far as thirtysomething yuppie lifestyle goes, I'm still way more WB than BMW. Then again, I'm also really enjoying the new back support attachment on my desk chair. And -- no patronizing intended -- I do feel now that being in your 20s is, like, cute, kind of like how Boston's subway system has colors. Or like: Whopper, Jr. Skipper. You know.

Oh, and do I have any gray hairs? Who knows? I'll try not to get any from worrying about it.

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