breeawn, phonetically
Sometimes I feel really old

schrutebucks:

like just now I was listening to my iPod on shuffle and Natalie Imbruglia’s “Torn” came on and it reminded me of summer camp because it was on the radio all the time the year that I went and then I realized that was like 13 years ago.

Seriously. And just wait until someone old enough to drink looks at you with for real sincerity in her blank stare and asks you, “Who’s Natalie Imbruglia?”

It’s all downhill from here.