Sunday, October 13, 2019


So. It's finally come to this. I am officially another year older. Dammit.
Years ago I did not plan on reaching this age, as you will understand, because at that time it seemed a long way off.

So I am somewhat surprised that it actually happened.

It kind of snuck up on me.

No, I'm not going to dance on top of a table to prove how young I still am. Nor will I claim that I'm very very liberal. Like Portnoy the Groundhog, you'll just have to take my word for it, lest I bite your ankles in my ire.

However, thanks to appendicitis in July, and a spot of food-poisoning several weeks afterward, I finally have the slim physique of my youth back.
Lost a few pounds.

Actually, we'd really have to go back to my early teens for this weight; when I finally returned to the States in my eighteenth year I was kind of pudgy.
I think I look quite decent now.

A risky rascal.

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