I think I have a problem...

as if we didn't know that already! Laugh it up, you meanos. But seriously, lately I have been feeling as though my friends and I are getting really old really quickly. I mean, I've already discussed here how I think that I've passed my prime (which occurred at the ripe, longed for years of 17 and 18), but it's becoming more and more evident every day. So, recently I've been catching onto seemingly innocent things that I do that, as I delve more and more into psychology and pretty much become an expert on Freudian theories, I'm beginning to think might be a little repressive, an intsy bit denial, or at least a tad distorted/ delusional projection with a heaping side order of suppression. ( Please send academic praises and awards to my home address.)

First off, no matter how old I or they get, I take the names of my one-syllable named friends and add a y for a younger, more cutesy sounding name. Some examples: Timmy, Matty, Frankie (here the "ie" takes place of the "y" but carries the same suffix sound), etc. Also, and this really tickles someone's fancy (I bet), I get mixed up about exactly what year we are currently existing in. Today I got back the THIRD paper in about 3 months where my professor circled the year "2006" at the top of the page. Was 2006 a really good year or something, you ask? Who knows, I just completely forget sometimes what year it is so I take an educated guess. Also, today I was wikipediaing someone (as per usual) and when I saw their DOB I did the math in my head to figure out how old this makes them when it struck me!! For the first time, I realized then when I do date of birth calculations in my head, I stop adding at the year 2005! For who knows how long now I have been subtracting years off of people's lives! This particular man, age 37, had been 34 for me for the past three years! You can only imagine the impact this has had on my dating life in the past hour since I've made this life-altering realization. Some of my most eligible celebrity bachelors (or happily married men), under new calculations have been pushed into higher age brackets! Dermot Mulroney- yeah, not 39! He's in his forties. I mean, thats not going to stop me from pursuing him or anything, I just want you all to understand what sort of things I'm working with here.

So the point of all of this, I guess, is that I'm a little off my rocker as of late, but I blame it on having all this spare time to reflect on my lost life. Man, growing old is so strange and I wish everyone would just freeze frame... except some people...and some people can change their wardrobes...

I think from now on, every birthday I have will be my 2oth. Maybe I shouldn't have said that..