Too Old for Advice

I have nothing to read. Megan suggested that I go to the library. How do you explain to someone just starting out (to whom this is actually good advice), that you've been there, seen the movie, taken the test, failed and moved on accepting your personal limitations without somehow crushing the dream of independent adulthood and painting a large L on your forehead.

It is probably easier to just go to the library and try, try, try again. Free is a very good incentive when used appropriately.

P.S. I'm happy to pay the fines--I like contributing, but buying the book in paperback (or on sale--I have to have what I have to have) is cheaper though not in the long run or in the larger sceme of things. But really, it takes one day to read it and 10 weeks to remember to return it--it is like paying five dollars for a bag of chips. I mean I know I want to stop at the 3.5 ounces, but I'm not paying a dollar for a small bag, when the bag five times bigger is less money. I know I'm eating the whole bag that is five times bigger and I know that it costs two dollars and fifty cents more that I could have saved, but I'm not paying five times too much. I know--big L.

In my defense, I always believe that I'm not going to eat the whole bag and I often do take two meals to eat the whole bag. Further, one time I actually weighted out one ounce bags and as I recall, the first two little baggies were perfectly wonderful (but then I threw the rest of them away because they got stale and I really had a complex about wasting chips, so I try not to think about it.) Where on earth was I? I mean I know that it is Friday and all, so I'm probably going to buy a nice big bag of chips, but I have nothing to read, so it is kind of a waste. A good book and a bag of chips--any people wonder their whole lives over the meaning of life--duh.