Hmpf.

[rebness]

EVERYONE KEEPS SAYING I AM THIRTY. I am constantly having to give friends and relatives the If I died right now, my gravestone would say I was in my twenties rant.

I am not dealing with this well.

I was listening to my favourite trashy song Acceptable in the 80s tonight. My older brother was in the room.

See, he'll do things for you if you were born in the eighties, the eighties.


Me: Hey, Paul! Calvin Harris doesn't have hugs for you.
Paul: He barely has hugs for you.
Me: HE DOES! HE DOES! TWO WHOLE YEARS OF HUGS 


This is unbearable. I obviously need counselling. D: 

Comments

[iskra667.livejournal.com]

OK, the way I cheer myself up about aging is thinking of 80-something wrinkled old ladies who do great stuff and look classy! I think of Tove Jansson who still went out to her desert island and took the boat out in her 70s, Leonora Carrington who still paints, lives alone in Mexico in her 70s or 80s etc... etc... If I'm lucky enough to reach 80 and be only halfway like them, I think the wrinkles will be OK :) I think the romantic cliche that you have to do something brilliant before 20 and then you're dead is real damaging shit, because most people don't do anything brilliant before 20, or even at all. Do something meaningful in a lifetime is probably a more constructive aim.

PS: and Argan oil for the wrinkles ;)

[rebness.livejournal.com]

Heehee, this is true. Sophia Loren is still amazing despite her age.

There's such a cult of youth in modern society. Let's change it!