http://yottabite.com/2006/11/26/im-30-and-its-snowing-like-hell-in-vancouver-wtf/ changing for the worse since day one Tue, 06 Jan 2009 19:45:43 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.1.3 http://yottabite.com/2006/11/26/im-30-and-its-snowing-like-hell-in-vancouver-wtf/#comment-2394 wildsisters Wed, 29 Nov 2006 22:35:00 +0000 http://yottabite.com/2006/11/26/im-30-and-its-snowing-like-hell-in-vancouver-wtf/#comment-2394 You didn't know about the downshift, apparently. I must have forgotten to mention that. At 30 the metabolism passes into a coma-like state, going fast enough to say...keep you from going into business in the side-show, but slow enough that if you keep up your normal habits, all of your clothing appears to shrink in the wash. You look at yourself in horror - if you are stupid enough to look - and wonder what body snatcher has taken yours. It's all part of the fun. Also, marriage. Uh-huh. A certain amount of emotional security (oh yes, I realize we ARE talking about rocket chick here - but still) packs calories. Likewise a job that doesn't leave you dumpster diving for food. 170? I can barely imagine it. In my mind, you will always be 23...a rattling, electricity emitting, walking and (always) talking, wiry, tattoed disaster area who makes clocks fall off the wall when you enter a room. Bet you can still do the clock thing, though. And I'll still love yah when you're fat. Feel better? (If not, you can throw a couple ageist remarks my way.) hugs and kisses, Auntie Wildsisters You didn’t know about the downshift, apparently. I must have forgotten to mention that. At 30 the metabolism passes into a coma-like state, going fast enough to say…keep you from going into business in the side-show, but slow enough that if you keep up your normal habits, all of your clothing appears to shrink in the wash. You look at yourself in horror - if you are stupid enough to look - and wonder what body snatcher has taken yours.
It’s all part of the fun.
Also, marriage.
Uh-huh. A certain amount of emotional security (oh yes, I realize we ARE talking about rocket chick here - but still)
packs calories. Likewise a job that doesn’t leave you dumpster diving for food.
170? I can barely imagine it. In my mind, you will always be 23…a rattling, electricity emitting, walking and (always) talking, wiry, tattoed disaster area who makes clocks fall off the wall when you enter a room.
Bet you can still do the clock thing, though.
And I’ll still love yah when you’re fat. Feel better? (If not, you can throw a couple ageist remarks my way.)
hugs and kisses,
Auntie Wildsisters

]]> http://yottabite.com/2006/11/26/im-30-and-its-snowing-like-hell-in-vancouver-wtf/#comment-5370 narrp Thu, 18 Dec 2008 03:58:53 +0000 http://yottabite.com/2006/11/26/im-30-and-its-snowing-like-hell-in-vancouver-wtf/#comment-5370 and it's snowing like hell again. and it’s snowing like hell again.

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