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Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck! Fuckity Fuck fuck Shit.
Arse, I’m 10 months away myself, not looking forward to it. Especially how pitifully low paid my job is and career prospects are.
You young whippersnappers! Boo Hoo, I’m turning 40.*
*OK, I did the same angst-rant 12 years ago when I turned 40. I found that my forties were some of my best years; now I’m trying to convince myself that the fifties are actually the best years. And you have to admit; turning 40/50/60 is better than the alternative…
It’s a pretty big adjustment. Somehow you go from being seen as young to being seen as old, just with the flip of a calendar page, 39 to 40. I’m still not over it, and it happened to me a year and 16 days ago.
Happy birthday, though!
Right there with ya Isamu… I hate that I’ve realized that I statistically have less time ahead than behind. 
On the other hand, each decade has been far superior to the previous one so at least there’s that!
Yup. 40’s the age when you become Undesireable Dating Material. I spent a year depressed after I turned 40, and essentially gave up on dating. Only lately have I tried to come back from that. Gone to the gym, and so on. I’m even going to try dating again.
I too am mere days from turning 40. This one is different that turning 30 was… I console myself with the fact that everyone says “you’re turning 40! No way!”
Insert your “photographic proof of this is required” comment here.
I think it’s *hilarious *that I’m 40. I mean, the thought of someone like me, who has passed no significant adult rite of passage except graduating college… I am in many ways the most immature person I know… Plus I’m a dork, and yet I’m a supposed grown up pushing middle aged 40. Ridunkulous!
I’m hitting that same wall in September. Of course, I’m planning to parkour the hell out of that one.
Hey! You forty year olds get off my lawn!
Regards,
Shodan
The turnover day is Saturday for me. Maybe I’ll start getting treated like an adult by my co-workers.
Nah.
PS We’re having butter to celebrate. With lobster on the side.
Thanks Alice!
That’s depressing. Thanks a lot:D
Fortunately I snagged an unsuspecting bride just a few years ago (back when I was still nubile. :p)
Don’t fool yourself - you’re toast. 
See above. 
Good luck with that! And remember - the 40s wall doesn’t just stand there waiting for you. It sneaks up on you as you’re leaving the bar after closing time. It follows you out to the deserted car park and sandbags you in the bushes with a crowbar.
throws snowballs at the old man on the porch
Buttah? Happy 40th to you and happy 50th to your arteries! 
I’m reminded of a line from a recent movie (can anyone back me up, here?), two older guys having a conversation, one of them wants them both to go to a concert, and the other guy says, “Hey, you remember how when we were kids and we’d go to a show, there’d always be this one old guy sitting there, not realling hanging out with anybody, just an old guy there, looking like he didn’t belong?”.
The first guy says, “Yeah, I remember”.
The other guys says, “Well, you’d be ‘that guy’”.
I always think of that exchange because in my own head I still feel like I’m in high school, and that I could just walk into a high school dance and throw down on the dance floor with the girls, and it’s just not that way. I’m 42 now…
Well, the calender says I have less than a month before I turn 40.
I don’t FEEL 40…maybe I need to new calender…
Believe me, 40 is nothing.
On the other hand… I signed up for a couple of dating sites this week and already got two ‘winks’, much to my surprise.
It must be the new shirt. 