age ain't nuthin' but a number

There are days when I honestly can’t remember how old I am. Take, for example, the other day. I was filling out a form and instead of asking for my birth date (which I never forget), it asked for my age. Um… my age? 24? No, 27? Idk. I then had to think, “Ok, I was born in 1983 and it is 2009 right now. I was 25 in a year that ended with 5+3 (2008). Which means that I’m 26 right now.” I know, complicated huh? I should just be able to say, “I’m still in my 20’s.”