(October 8, 2017 at 12:45 am)Whateverist Wrote: Me, I've stopped shaking my fist on my lawn every time a later generation decides to paint their body or wear their pants half way down to their knees. Just the idiosyncrasies of my generation, you had to be there to get it I suppose. So enjoy the spectacle.
Can you say more about the adulting thing? Being a parent probably does more to cast you in a certain mindset that seems adultish to me. Having avoided that childing experience, I may not be adulting properly. But, you know, it is what it is.
I don't know I think I'm pretty reponsible about being a mom, but being an adulty adult...I struggle to get through a conference without daydreaming of a glass of rum or imagining someone in a speedo. I don't know how to change a tire. Sometimes I just want to watch cartoons in my undies but I have to go to stupid work. I think adulting maybe never gets easier. When I was a kid I thought getting older made you automatically adultier but it's not true.
