Do you ever have those days where you’re like “Shit, I’m such an adult now. When did that happen?” I caught myself thinking about how there aren’t enough hours in a day or days in a week to get stuff done at work, and how I probably shouldn’t have gone to Friday night drinks but kept working for another hour or so, and then taken more work home with me (which, actually, I did do), and I stopped myself RIGHT THERE and I said “No, I need to have a life.” When did I become such a, a… grown up? I still feel so young, but then I listen to Triple J and think what is this crap, I should listen to Double J, but then can’t be bothered getting my digital radio out and OH it’s just so hard. 
