You know you're old when...

You wake up after a night of drinking and spend the next 8 hours devising more and more elaborate ways of not working. While simultaneously looking like you're working. (this, by the way, is not as easy as it looks when you're blogging)

That whole hangover thing you used to laugh at others for getting is debilitating now.

If you could, you would pull out your eyes and scrub them clean since everything is slightly out of focus.

You danced. 'Nuff said.

Your plans for lunch include; ducking out, going to a mall and meandering

You turned 35 on the weekend.