Just noticed this, but...Greyhound Girl, you are from Kuujjuaq, Quebec?!?! Holy moly, that is awesome!!
This past week, when it has been in the upper 80s in October in Boston, I have started telling everyone that I am going to move to Baffin Island. I figured I could get some nice acreage pretty cheap before the rush (hey, with global warming, Iqaluit will be the new New York City in 10 years, I figure). But then I learned that there are already 10,000 people living up there (wayyy more than I expected) and I'm not sure I could deal with the 2 1/2 months of sunlight thing...However, I want to be a college professor and there is a university up there (Nunavut Arctic College, I believe), so we will have to see...(I'm just kidding--I'd love to go see the Canadian arctic someday, but my family would disown me if I moved up there).
Anyway, I'm extremely jealous of you right now, although at least it's back down to normal seasonal temperatures in New England today. I figure we're going to have another nonexistant winter down here, when it's in the fifties and rains a lot--no snow, no ice, not even any need to wear all my beautiful sweaters!!
Sorry to go so far off topic, but I just wanted to make sure everyone knows that Greyhound Girl lives all the way up here:
http://ca.epodunk.com/images/locator...QC_2001141.gif
That said, I'm 22. The thing about age is that it really doesn't always say much. I have many friends who are older than me, 23-25 (including my brother) but who are going on 11...they are incredibly immature, can't live on their own or be financially independent, drink and party allllll the time, and are people who I would do everything I could to stop them from getting their own dog at this point in their lives. However, I'm 22 and so is my boyfriend, and we surprise people all the time with how responsible and independent we are.
Lots of people have said things about the internet making them feel old, and I just had to add that probably the funniest thing in the world is whenever my dad (the old fart!) tries to talk to me on instant messenger. He tries to be "hip" so he uses all those internet and text message abbreviations (which I almost never use!!) like G2G and "C-U L8er" (hahahhaaha). And every email or IM he sends me is always signed "Peace Out. --Dad".
