You start “seizing the day” before 12 noon and start ceasing it at after reruns of Seinfeld…at 10:30PM
Your body starts giving out on you. Knees, back, eyesight; and here you thought you’d have to wait until your 30s
You start trying to reverse the irreparable damage you did to your body back in college. But that’s like eating an apple right before a dentist’s appointment.
You end your college romance with PBR; only to replace it with a love/hate relationship with boxed wine
You party every week, at the same time…over Scrabble and said boxed wine
You replace whiny nihilism with well-adjusted cynicism
You start not only looking like your parents, but becoming them