Going Rogue

I had a conversation (gchat) today with my (hilarious) friend Jill in which I told her that I usually lie & say that I’m 30 (even though, technically, I am only 29). I love the sound of 30. It gives you such street-cred. You know, “I’m not just some dumb college kid. I’m THIRTY YEARS OLD.”
I also quite like the route my hair is taking. Taking after the X-men character Rogue (known for her occasional super strength and flight and occasional martial arts and unarmed combat).

Can you see them in there? More and more wise grey hairs by the day. That’s one thing law school is guaranteed to give you, not a job, but plenty of grey!