I had a conversation the other day. It went somthing like this:
Her: I discovered Anthony Head in Repo! and I've liked him ever since.
Me: Oh yea? I like him too. I've liked him since around '97 when I saw him in Buffy.
Her: Oh, I was two in '97. So . . .
Right about here I had the "Oh my word, when did I get this old!?" fit in my head.
If that wasn't enough later on that day I noticed it was the birthday of one of my facebook friends. So, I left her a Happy Birthday message. To which she responded:
Her: Thanks! I was thinking of you the other day. I was thinking about when you were my counselor at Kids camp. Good times.
At this point I rushed over to her page to double check how old she had turned. Twenty. Ok . . . Twenty!?!?
This girl was in my dorm room when she was SEVEN!!
Excuse me while I go get some anti-aging cream and hair dye to cover the grays. Also, anyone have a walker or a cane I can borrow?