Eight years ago, I was: in my twenties; owned a car older than half my readership; lived by myself in a run-down apartment filled with unpacked boxes and a box filled with unopened mail (which remained unpacked/unopened until I moved out four years later); made videogames for a living; spent the vast majority of my disposable income on books, comics and CDs (this is probably still true); owned an inflatable chair that had moved from kitsch-ironic to in-use; spent 200+ per month on long distance phone bills.
Today, I: am in my thirties; share a car built eight years ago; live with my special lady friend in a nice, well maintained apartment; have unpacked boxes in the basement (as in: storage); freelance for a living; own zero items of inflatable furniture; spend nothing above the cost of a monthly cell-phone plan on phone bills; have a cat
There you have it.
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