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May. 12th, 2008

Bring Back The 90's!!!!

 Lately I have been feeling really nostalgic for the nineties.  Man those were the good old days.  I feel very protective of that time period.  At the risk of sounding like a 90's snob I have to say that I hold a little contempt for all of these kids who were born in the 90's who keep trying to call themselves "90's kids".  Really!? Are you serious?  Being born in the 90's does NOT make you a real authentic 90's kid.  It may make you a 90's BABY because it represents the year of your conception but in order to call yourself a 90's kid (i.e. someone who actually remembers and fully experienced the time period) you had to be born in the 80's, particularly the early to mid eighties. The closer your birth year gets to 1990's the less of a 90's kid you actually are.  I was born in 1985 and that's still cutting it rather close.

I mean if you were born in 1994 how many 90's memories can you actually have especially considering that most people don't remember the first 2- 2 1/2 years of their lives. 

  With that being said all of these 1992 and up kids reminiscing about the days of yore piss me off a little. I feel like they are poser, memory thieves.  If you were not at least 12 or thirteen by the time 1999 rolled around then you are technically a 00's kid.  If you don't understand my logic let me explain.  A person born in 1975 although born in the 70’s (thus earning the 70's baby title) is technically an 80's kid.  The most memorable years of their childhood would take place in the 80's not the 70's!

As far as I'm concerned some of these kids born in the 90's don't even deserve to call themselves "90's kids".  How many of these so called "90's kids" remember the original Nick shows: All That, The Adventures of Pete and Pete, Alex the Mack (my personal favorite), Are you Afraid of the Dark? (I was and thanks to that show I still am!), Rocko's Modern Life, Doug, Animaniacs, Beetlejuice, Ren and Stimpy, CatDog, Aah Real Monsters...the list goes on and on. 

In a way I can understand their eagerness to claim this time period as their own, after all us real "90's kids" got the last of authentic entertainment.  I look at some of the television shows that kids are watching now and it makes me feel lucky that I was born when I was.  These kids growing up right now won't ever know the pleasure of watching Salute Your Shorts and blissfully singing the "C amp A nawanna " song.  Sponge Bob and Fairly Odd Parents don't even begin to compare to the genius 90's TV.

Now I know that technically it's not their fault. I mean no one is responsible for when they were born.  I get this. Really I do. Still I can't help but think that we children who were reared in the 80's and raised in the 90's experienced a culture and time period that can never really be duplicated.  We didn't grow up with all of this laptop, text message crap that people are obsessed with now days.   When I was in school the computer screens were still green for crying out loud!
 
I don't want to brag but I feel like we got the last of what's real. 

We are the last of the "old school". 


Oh Bloody Hell!!!

I am so freaking mad right now. Why? Because yours truly has just lost her wallet...again...for like the zillionth time. 
I am such a complete and total scatter brain. It's like I walk around in my own personal bubble of thoughts and I completely fail to actively participate in the existing world.  What's horrible is not merely the fact that I lost my wallet. I have lost it so many times that I am starting to expect it. What pisses me off is the fact that it took me two weeks before I even realized the damn thing was missing!  Now I am going through the process of getting my debit and credit cards canceled which is a hassle in it's self.

   I really need to start paying more attention to what I'm doing.  Of course I make this same declaration EVERY TIME I loose my wallet and to no avail.  I really do make an honest to god attempt to keep up with my personal belongings it's just that I am so terribly disorganized.  Usually when people see me I'm running around( not because I particularly enjoy running but because I'm late) with papers flying here and there clutching my wallet in my hand only to look down moments later to find it missing.  Is it any surprise that I end up misplacing it? What's sad is that even when I have my wallet in my purse I manage to somehow lose it. 

   All this has got me thinking that it is time for me to put my eccentric mind to use and invent the first ever wallet necklace.  I think I'll call it a Wecklace.  If I can make one and get Paris Hilton to wear it to some hole in the wall night club the world will be rocking wecklaces in no time and then after I become an overnight millionaire(thanks to my appearance on Oprah of course!)I can pay someone to be my personal wallet holder and the days of wanting to bitch slap myself for my absent mindedness will be long gone.

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