More to the point of my last post, this is my current state of affairs:
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Smart, Meet Ass
Yeah, it be like that.
Quadrennial Grotesque
The 30’s is when the dysmorphia sets in. First you’re thinking “damn, I look great”, and then you turn 40 and what you see in recent pictures doesn’t agree with your ancient self-image of fitness. Motion sickness hits in the mid section. You’ve become plagued with the grotesque and never noticed, though you always suspected. …