I'm 26 years old and have already developed eye-wrinkles. I think this blog probably goes a long way towards explaining why that might be.
I started this blog a couple of years ago in response to the kind of crippling grief that only comes with realising that the man you love is leading a double-life. Ah, what fun.
The TL;DR is basically that I proceeded to fall in love with every unsuitable young man that approached me before waxing lyrical about the inevitable heartache that befell me.
I definitely blog a lot less frequently than I used to. That's probably for the best, if we're honest. Happy people don't blog and all that.
My most essential failing in the past has been my distaste for anything new. Do you know what finally brought a change about? TELEVISION. Specifically the US Office.
I avoided it for as long as humanly possible before I was finally forced to TRY it at some point last year. As it turns out, it's my favourite thing that's ever happened and I honestly cannot bear the thought that I could ever miss out on anything so wonderful again.
I know we'd all like to believe that I'm exaggerating, but no. I don't think any of us are really in a position to critique the source of another persons epiphany.
If you like, you can email me.
I usually have something important to avoid.