Steph talked about recognizing when one's grown up, and asked whether any of us could point to when that happened. Or something. I'd go and look but I'm pressed for time as I have to scoot out the door to class shortly.

I'm not really all that mature now, but I worry a lot, which I think is a sign of recognizing what has to be done versus what is being done which somehow relates to responsibility. Maturity to me is that sense of, I could play a game now or do my homework...and then picking to finish my homework first without anyone making me choose it.

Although Rob will say how he whined at me yesterday because I decided to slough off my homework and play Final Fantasy 8 to its conclusion. But not before putting all my Guardian Forces and their abilities into a spreadsheet to determine the best mix of GF's amongst the characters. SIGH. In any case, I finally finished the game, which I've been playing on and off now for gee...four years? Something like that. And it was very well worth it; the ending was quite satisfying. I tried to get Rob to come over and watch it with me, as I knew from FFVII's finale that you can't save the game after finishing the last boss fight so you have to watch the cinematics right there and then...but no, he was too busy with EQ just then. Now I'll have to finish it again so he can watch it :)