Yeah that totally goes away the minute you hit 30. Take it from me ;)I for one, enjoy fucking and drinking and occasionally doing too much of both. I don't know if that will ever change, but I should probably start getting better at choosing the times I do it at.
I'm still under the delusion that we just grow up at some point. All the adults I saw were my parents friends - not big drinkers, super (rich) professionals, kept in contact via christmas cards with their matching white polos etc. I figured I would wake up one day and I would be like them. But...yeah...I don't think that's ever going to happen.
Meh. We evolve continuously. I would never, say, drink a whole bottle of liquor in an evening at this point in my life. And I'm a homeowner, something I never thought would happen. But I've never sent a damn Christmas card in my life, and I don't plan to start. mk and I were having dinner the other day, and we were wondering at what point we started to enjoy that. As kids the idea of going out to dinner to sit around and chat is the most boring thing you could possibly do. As adults it's something we all love. Who knows when the transition took place, probably at a Denny's late at night as a teenager, chain smoking and drinking coffee to quiet your buzz, I suppose. The transition to old is probably equally as diffuse, I imagine.
When I turned 18 my dad told me that my mind would always be about 18, but then eventually my body just wouldn't do stuff that I want it to do. So, my view on getting older is pretty much based on that. Like, I still feel like I'm 25, but with more experience and more stories.I'm still under the delusion that we just grow up at some point.