Old Age Fear Post 1

Twenty-nine and on the plus.

You know you're getting old when your farts begin to sound exactly like your dad's.

Scatalogical bonus!

What

So it's years later, the stock market is doing things that have nothing to do with my success or failure, and I now live in a forgettable town called Fairfield.

I shall start blogging again.

I have no internet access.

But there is a library!

I will blog from the library. Also known as the computer place where kids play runescape and adults watch youtube. And rent DVDs.