Being 25 is just as horrible as I thought it would be. I really feel for those of you who are 26. It must be hell on earth.
As for the 27+ers, well I assume you've long forgotten the joys of youth and are busy acclimating to the long, slow, march towards death. I mean once you hit 27 it's all over but the eulogizing.
My bitter sarcasm isn't doing a good job of masking my depression, but them's the breaks. The truth is that I just need to get some shit going in my life and what seemed like a short detour has turned into something longer and uglier than that. And turning it around will take a lot of work and a good deal of luck. And that sucks. So getting older at the same time? Not so much fun.