Do you wanna get ice cream in Boise cause my nephew-aged cousin just opened a trolley in Hyde Park. This is not a paid advertisement, he's just cool and I want to know if the ice cream is good.
I hate figuring out tv. Enjoying race cars makes it a struggle.
I hate figuring out tv.
Yo tambien.
Today is Matilda's 19th birthday! She is almost Not A Teenager! Which is not a big shock as she's been more like a Young Woman in her 20s since she was 16.
Happy happy day to Matilda! Nineteen, as I recall, is a weirdly anticlimactic birthday in general - you don't get any new rights and responsibilities, it's not a nice round number, although I guess it is a prime if you are into that. I guess there is that Steely Dan song. Is that creepy? I don't actually know the lyrics but I have a feeling it's probably creepy
I guess there is that Steely Dan song. Is that creepy?
He's a middle aged rock star dating a 19 year old girl who doesn't even know who Aretha Franklin is.
So...
Nineteen is the best age. No longer a kid, still a teenager.
Nineteen is the best age. No longer a kid, still a teenager.
I agree with this assessment. Nineteen can be a pretty great year.
And it will certainly be a better year than 17 or 18 in her particular case.
Nineteen was kind of struggle for me, but it was one of the ones that worked out in the end, so that was something. As opposed to now, where I feel like I struggle through to get strong enough to struggle. at least sometimes.
I told myself I wasn't gonna work over those meetings with the social worker in my head anymore, and I won't, but it makes a story confusing when the social worker thinks "DUI" and "DIY" are the same thing.(Not to say there couldn't be some kind of "Y'all watch this,' sort of overlap, of course.)
Nothing but the best for us, right?
19 was okay. I got married the first time and moved to Philly, which was cool. 21 was my least favorite of all time. 18 was good for voting and drinking in NY in 1972, so that was said and done. At 21 I was super broke, using boxes for furniture, and generally miserable. All I was thinking was that this being an adult thing was bullshit. FWIW, 35 was my favorite age. I've been perfectly fine with all the ages since then.
19 was rock bottom for me. Because I was abused growing up, I was desperate to get out of the house. But because I was abused growing up, I was not equipped to function in the real world as an adult.
Ah, but look at you now my dear...
You are a marvel.