Theresa's Journal

 Much to my surprise, I didn't find the new Harold and Kumar movie as nearly entertaining as the first one in 2004. Shocking! Sign of aging and maturity, fo' sho'. Not really bitter, because I like maturity. After all, isn't getting old part of all life? The rich sensiblities and good taste (in all things! Aside from college coming-of-age flicks, apparently) that may come with age I look forward to very much, and I'm looking with a keen eye for their signs in my life. Still no sign of their abundance, however, so I guess I'm not quite "old" yet. If I may say it this way, I mean.

This reminds me of the other day at lunch.

   Cheeky Coworker: "Why do you sit so far away? You shun me because Im old?"

   Me: "...No, that's not true. Actually, I like old people. Sexy."

   Coworker: {Stunned silence}

On a side note, I also got a new, interesting saying from my fortune cookie today.

[An admirer is too shy to greet you]

Oh really? I couldn't guess who it might be, if it indeed is as so. 

I dare you to greet me, admirer. You know I'm very gentle.

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