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Am sick. Vicious chills on Thursday - first missed puckers in a good long while. Friday was better - had double transportation class, then came back and did WSRN stuff (2-4 pm Wednesdays wsrn.swarthmore.edu) and folksing and gaming. Sniffles started before bed, full fledged sinus activitiy today.
So I turned 21 yesterday, and it just doesn't matter to me. Whoop-de-do, I can legally get drunk. Realistically, if I had wanted to get drunk, I would have already. It's sort of like the Speed Limit - a reasonably arbitrary limit that's mainly there for our safety, but could be a little higher and lower with minimal effect (I mean sure, roads are designed for a certain speed, but 10-15 mph over the speedlimit is fine, just like getting drunk when you're 19).
Blargh... I bought a Kleenex box at 1 PM at the bookstore and I've already used an inch-worth of tissues. Oh well, early to bed tonight.
So I turned 21 yesterday, and it just doesn't matter to me. Whoop-de-do, I can legally get drunk. Realistically, if I had wanted to get drunk, I would have already. It's sort of like the Speed Limit - a reasonably arbitrary limit that's mainly there for our safety, but could be a little higher and lower with minimal effect (I mean sure, roads are designed for a certain speed, but 10-15 mph over the speedlimit is fine, just like getting drunk when you're 19).
Blargh... I bought a Kleenex box at 1 PM at the bookstore and I've already used an inch-worth of tissues. Oh well, early to bed tonight.
