37

Oy.  I don’t know exactly when it was that I transitioned from an anxious sense of misspent youth to an anxious sense of misspent middle age.

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6 Comments

  1. shakha
    Posted March 15, 2008 at 11:02 am | Permalink

    I believe for academics that moment is called “tenure”.

  2. colonel density
    Posted March 15, 2008 at 11:12 am | Permalink

    Middle age? But if 30 is the new 20 then you’re still young. Plus it seems that middle age doesn’t come for another few years. All of which is not to deny you your feelings about it, of course. Regardless, I hope you have a fun day!

  3. przybysz
    Posted March 15, 2008 at 1:42 pm | Permalink

    Is that a line from a novel?

    Have a grand birthday, and beyond, Jeremy!

    I am still a bit leery of the Ides of March, but I think you’ve done quite well, all things considered.

  4. janellerenee
    Posted March 16, 2008 at 10:25 am | Permalink

    Crap. 37 is middle age? I think I’ll ignore my birthdays from now on.

  5. jeremy
    Posted March 16, 2008 at 11:06 am | Permalink

    Prz: It’s not a line from anything as far as I know.

    CD: Thanks for the Wikipedia link. Now I feel like I have three more years.

  6. jamybarab
    Posted March 16, 2008 at 1:04 pm | Permalink

    Happy Birthday! Do you retroactively feel that your youth was well-spent, perhaps?

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