I Am Anachronistic

I am completely convinced that I was born in the wrong decade. I fit in with the kind of crowd that was born back in the 60s or 70s.

The majority of the music I listen to, the movies that I watch, and the kind of people I would like to hang out with - excluding the people I already do that with - are from that era-ish. Hell, 95% of the men I'm obsessed with are at least 20 years older than me.

True, there are things that I would miss if I were suddenly dropped into the mid-70s via time slip, but they are things I could honestly live without. Probably the worst thing would be lack of Internet, but if I was born in the 60s I wouldn't know what that was in the first place.

Oh well, no use bitching about birthdate I guess.

But, on a similar thread, I've noticed people seriously reminiscing about the 90s lately. And I agree with them; 8 years is plenty of time. Like, I remember when CatDog was a new cartoon. I remember when there were only 151 Pokemon. I remember when the Backstreet Boys were the shit and Sketchers were high fashion. I remember when the Dreamcast came out. 

Ah, simpler times.

Anyway, enough looking over my shoulder. I'm gonna go watch Hitchhiker's Guide To The Galaxy. 

Note: May 25th is Towel Day, and a hoopy frood always knows where their towel is.