Blahhhhhh!
I hate being grown up.
The only good thing about it is I can eat ice cream for breakfast and stay up late watching all the MTV I stomach any day of the week.
But then if I do chose to eat ice cream, I'll have a sugar rush in the morning and feel like crap the rest of the day at work (and work days last entirely too long already) or I'll just end up joining the overweight and obesity club like the other 2/3 of Americans (not that there's anything wrong with that). Same goes for MTV, if I stay up too late, I'm a pile the next day or I think I need to get plastic surgery to look like Angelina Jolie. Now that I think about it, her lips are WAY to big for my head.
I did have a itsy-bitsy chance to live the life of luxury (not that my life is sooooo horrible now), but I married for love. And when you marry for love, the majority of the time it is to a person in the same social class as you. I'm glad I married for love because the thought of having to see some old, fat, hairy in all the wrong places naked man is not my idea of of a good night.
Back to being a lame grown up. Actually, I would rather be financially supporting myself than living with Dad rent and expense free, thus creating a total waste of space. That doesn't mean I wouldn't want the opportunity for a couple of months!
The only good thing about it is I can eat ice cream for breakfast and stay up late watching all the MTV I stomach any day of the week.
But then if I do chose to eat ice cream, I'll have a sugar rush in the morning and feel like crap the rest of the day at work (and work days last entirely too long already) or I'll just end up joining the overweight and obesity club like the other 2/3 of Americans (not that there's anything wrong with that). Same goes for MTV, if I stay up too late, I'm a pile the next day or I think I need to get plastic surgery to look like Angelina Jolie. Now that I think about it, her lips are WAY to big for my head.
I did have a itsy-bitsy chance to live the life of luxury (not that my life is sooooo horrible now), but I married for love. And when you marry for love, the majority of the time it is to a person in the same social class as you. I'm glad I married for love because the thought of having to see some old, fat, hairy in all the wrong places naked man is not my idea of of a good night.
Back to being a lame grown up. Actually, I would rather be financially supporting myself than living with Dad rent and expense free, thus creating a total waste of space. That doesn't mean I wouldn't want the opportunity for a couple of months!
posted by Martha | 2:51 PM
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