I watched an early episode of "Friends" yesterday. Monica and Rachel were having some conversation about dating or something. It struck me as something that I would talk about with my friends now. And to my utter horror, I realized that I might just be as old as the characters being depicted. Sure enough, after several minutes of frantic research I found out that when the series started, Monica was 24, and Rachel was 23.

I can't really explain why this freaks me out so much, but it does. It really really does. I guess I just remember watching the show when I was younger, and thinking, "Wow... that's what grownups do." I guess 10-year-old me would think that 23-year-old me is pretty darn grown-up, but still. I find it really hard to accept the growing evidence that I am, in fact, an adult.