Saturday, March 24, 2007

Where I tend to feel old

four miles in an hour. Not so bad. My knees felt ok for the first 2 miles, then started to get progessivly worse. Nike can bite me, they make a shitty shoe.

I walked by some teenagers hanging outside someone's house. They scurried out of my way and one of the boys waved at me -- in the same way I used to wave at adults to try to not look like I was up to something. It's so strange to see the shift in how I am perceived. Even 5 years ago, I looked a lot younget than I was. Young men looked at me appreciateivly. Not so now. I am someone's mom. Someone who will rat them out. Someone who is terribly, tragically unhip.

Well, I was listening to the Cure, does that make me cooler? Or more lame? It's really hard to say.

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