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So when is it exactly I’m supposed to grow up?

I am 24 years old. Twenty-four years old. I have, just today, not only expanded my collection of model Daleks to 18, but also just finished starting to play a new video game starring Mickey Mouse. I am 24 years old.

Is this bad? I mean, really, is it? Because it doesn’t feel bad. I’m in full time work (for now), I have a graduate degree, but yet I still don’t feel grown up, and I still end up spending money on things that, really, I should have grown out of by now. But I’m not, and I don’t think it’s just me. The market for so-called adults buying so-called children’s things seems to keep growing and growing, and my idea of what someone in their mid-twenties should be is not really happening. And I like it.

I’m fine with doing these things and buying these things, because I enjoy them. Because they make me happy. I’m sure buying a fantastical new car or an amazing set of frying pans that look like they were made in 12th Century China is what I’m supposed to be focusing my attention on right now, but really they’re just boring.

Am I wrong about this, though? Is this okay? IS IT JUST ME?


(the Daleks look cool, though)

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I just wrote a blog post about how I don’t have time to write a blog post.

One of the problems about not being home for the weekend is that you have to then fit your normal weekend stuff into Monday. And then you have to put your Monday stuff into Tuesday and then collapse and cry at the end of Tuesday and hope everything will be okay.

Like this blog! One of these weeks I will post on the weekend! You heard me, internet! Anyway, for those that care (which, let’s face it, seems to be about one person a day who only visit the front page – hi there! – which is fine because I’m not going to go obsessive about who reads this or anything. For those person, I had a very nice weekend where I attended a small but good sci-fi book comic convention thing (BristolCon, it was awesome, go next year) where as suspected Paul Cornell is the awesomest guy ever (he’s really nice). There was also a pub quiz and although our team came second I did win a special prize for being the only person there who could answer the geekiest question of the entire quiz. Which I guess says something (it says “Tomtrek you’re a fucking nerd.”).

Anyway, I’m playing catchup, and for me that means “watching all the TV and reading blog posts that you missed over the weekend”, because that’s basically what my weekends are!

So, busy busy Tomtrek. Add to this the fact that I actually have a heap of, like, actual worky work to do thanks to my company’s really awesome policy of “fire someone as soon as the Government no longer has to pay their wages” means I’m basically doing two people’s jobd PLUS I’m now having to teach an unpaided 50 year old how to do part of the job, and while he’s a nice enough guy he can’t actually use a computer but apparently I have to teach him because that’s part of my job now!

It’s fun. It’s all fun. This is sarcasm on the internet.

In summary:

Sleepy Husky!

Image by christine zenino (chrissy575) via Flickr