So how is life as a 30-year-old? Well, it's fraying at the seams.
I don't think I've done this since I was a kid, but tonight I spilt gravy down my t-shirt. So I'm sat here feeling very un-showbiz.
I didn't think I'd be a dribbler till I hit my 80s, but no, I'm very advanced for my age.
And that's not the only reason I feel like I'm getting old. It wasn't just the spilling of the foodstuff down my t-shirt, it was the fact that my first thought was, "Well, that's wasted food."
D'oh!
1/18/2007
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