heh. today was my roommate's birthday, and i'd forgotten about it.

after subtly being unsubtle about reminding me this evening, he began to moan and whine about being old.

"you know," he says, "when you're twenty-one, you're still young. when you're twenty-two, you're just a year past twenty-one [!duh!] and people still think you're young. but when you're twenty-three, people think of you as an adult. you're mature. you're old."

seeing the 'fuck off, asswipe' look on my face, he says "what? you're only twenty-four."

ah! scoring some brownie points? i remind him that i'm a little more than three years older than he, while silently being grateful that i don't look 15 years older than i am as he does.