So I guess I'm getting old now. Of course, it has nothing to do with age. If it did, I'd have a while, and the age at which I would declare myself officially old would change according to who I was around and would offend. (Why do people get so offended, anyway? You know if you're old. Besides, I'll be widely considered old someday, and then you can cackle and say how once when you mentioned one of your favorite early/mid eighties movies, I commented that, "I was probably watching Care Bears." And look at me now. Old like you.)

What I mean is that my knee is sore most of the time now. So basically, my body is in pain for no reason. That's why I think I'm old. Is that arthritis? I mean, my dad's back is always sore. I think my sister has pain in her knees as well. But then, I did twist my knee in Alabama. I guess I've forgotten how careful you have to be when you walk outside or in fields, or else you'll lose your footing or step in something unfavorable. Ah well, maybe I'll develope an amazing pain tolerance.