Showing my Age

As birthdays go, after 21, most people agree there's not a whole lot to look forward to.

Still, it's an excuse to have a good time and maybe even score some gifts, so I count it as a good day. But this year, as I was registering the shiny new 8G iPod nano my parents insisted on getting me (they really had to twist my arm) something a little sad happened.

See, in the process of registering it asked how old I was, demographically speaking. I used to be 18-24. Now I'm 25-32.

Ladies and gentlemen, I have jumped a demographic.

Luckily, I have a shiny new 8G iPod to help cope with the pain.