Comments on: I’m turning 30. Crap. http://est1976.blogsome.com/2006/03/31/im-turning-30-crap/ when I have something on my mind, I often hold my tongue. Sun, 06 Dec 2009 10:02:24 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=1.5.1-alpha by: est1976 http://est1976.blogsome.com/2006/03/31/im-turning-30-crap/#comment-199 Mon, 03 Apr 2006 17:57:33 +0100 http://est1976.blogsome.com/2006/03/31/im-turning-30-crap/#comment-199 My mind and body is changing in new ways too: I've got more grey hairs with each day; my gut has a nice rotundness that is bordering on charming; I'm tired all the time; flossing is fun now, my hairline has stopped drifting back and mocks me with it's stubborness. My mind and body is changing in new ways too: I’ve got more grey hairs with each day; my gut has a nice rotundness that is bordering on charming; I’m tired all the time; flossing is fun now, my hairline has stopped drifting back and mocks me with it’s stubborness.

]]> by: Rob http://est1976.blogsome.com/2006/03/31/im-turning-30-crap/#comment-198 Mon, 03 Apr 2006 16:46:18 +0100 http://est1976.blogsome.com/2006/03/31/im-turning-30-crap/#comment-198 Having said all that, have a great birthday, George. Having said all that, have a great birthday, George.

]]> by: Rob http://est1976.blogsome.com/2006/03/31/im-turning-30-crap/#comment-197 Mon, 03 Apr 2006 16:45:22 +0100 http://est1976.blogsome.com/2006/03/31/im-turning-30-crap/#comment-197 I wouldn't worry about turning 30. Age really is nothing but a number. But getting older? Yep, getting older sucks. I hate the toll it takes on your body: my eyebrows are getting longer (I usually spend a couple of minutes a day yanking them out with my fingers); there are more hairs on my ears (and my back, and my shoulders); my hairline seems to be very slowly edging its way back (although when I look at pictures of me from five years I can't notice the difference, which makes me worry that either my hair has been a lot further back on my forehead than I've always realised or that some kind of optical illusion is taking place as a result of my getting older); I have tiny liver spots on my face (I always used to think my mum had them because she was old); my left foot has pretty much had it (I have to wear those nerdy orthoses things you put in your shoes to make you walk correctly); and my eyesight deteriorates year on year (I compare contact lens numbers with people and I know there's going to come a point where I have to revert to glasses with lenses at least 8mm thick). There is more, but you know it. You feel it, too. Yeah, getting old sucks. Rob I wouldn’t worry about turning 30. Age really is nothing but a number. But getting older? Yep, getting older sucks.

I hate the toll it takes on your body: my eyebrows are getting longer (I usually spend a couple of minutes a day yanking them out with my fingers); there are more hairs on my ears (and my back, and my shoulders); my hairline seems to be very slowly edging its way back (although when I look at pictures of me from five years I can’t notice the difference, which makes me worry that either my hair has been a lot further back on my forehead than I’ve always realised or that some kind of optical illusion is taking place as a result of my getting older); I have tiny liver spots on my face (I always used to think my mum had them because she was old); my left foot has pretty much had it (I have to wear those nerdy orthoses things you put in your shoes to make you walk correctly); and my eyesight deteriorates year on year (I compare contact lens numbers with people and I know there’s going to come a point where I have to revert to glasses with lenses at least 8mm thick).

There is more, but you know it. You feel it, too.

Yeah, getting old sucks.
Rob

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