hmph
I hate that I just looked in the mirror and looked for wrinkles and other signs of aging.

I hate that I just got junk mail from "Thirty Plus Singles".

I'M NOT THIRTY YET!

I hate that when I look in the mirror, my gray hairs, which I've had since I was 12 or so, are becoming more obvious.

I guess I should be grateful that I've always had somewhat saggy boobs so those aren't exactly falling.

I guess I should also be grateful that in my mid-to-late 20s, I've been in the best shape of my life.

And I plan to stay that way.

Oh wait. Law school starts next week.