Now I'm ... 53.
Mid-life crisis; what mid-life crisis? Get in line, first I gotta eat.
My hair's thinning on top, I'm short of breath; one of my cats requires regular tending (more than usual), a childhood friend is in a real pickle, and I really really need to get rid of my current roommate (a friend of many many years). It just isn't working...
But hey, There's Obama-care... are marketed by the extremely liberal LEFT and protested by the extremely conservative RIGHT. But, what the hell...
maybe the screw holding my ass on will snap... it would go with the last couple weeks.
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