Tired yet satisfied... (but not in a sexual manner) :D
You Are 29 Years Old
29
Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe.
13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.
20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences.
30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more!
40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.
What Age Do You Act?
Hmmmm. That's interesting. In other news, it's been a productive day. I went to both my classes, successfully arranged for a 'discussion,' had a responsible dinner, and then went out with Jen, lured by the promise of a free massage. And not only did I get a free massage, but a Mary Kay consultation. I'll never make fun of Mary Kay again. They make tons of money (at least the ones who try to), do what they want when they want (in general), and are practically guaranteed free cars. If I had $1300 of investment capital, I just might do it. Once past the creepy pod people vibes, they're really nice and interesting multifaceted women. No, I haven't been brainwashed... they're just absurdly genuine. I don't have the funds to jump on the bandwagon or even buy anything (their as-yet unreleased microdermabrasion formula is GOD), but I suspect I would if I could. And then Jen took us to Pair O' Dice, where she got her bellybutton pierced. Quite the adventure. Followed by Sonic and the 'discussion' with Deidre. Everything seems a lot more comfortable now. Nothing perfect, but I hope the beginnings of a solid reconciliation. I was so glad for Deidre's perspective... and I love her 'Periodic Table of Sex' poster. Hehehe... ahhh, #56... ;)
The possibility of finding an apartment with Jen and Andrew has also developed. I guess I should at least mention the housing options I'm considering to my parents before committing to anything. Ideally, I could get a nice, roomy Victorian-style house with Bunny, Amy, Jen, Andrew, and Sassy. And some cats. And a 120-gallon aquarium. And we'd live next door to all my other friends, who'd likewise live in spacious historic houses.
I should be getting my henna soon. Potential profit. Hooray. Roxanne's acting crazy, spazzing out every 5 minutes and turning up the gravel. I know she's a botia, and botias are freaky burrowing fishies, but yeah. It's traumatizing Fred, poor dude. :D