I didn't realize it until recently, but I have become a T-shirt guy.
Like, my old doorman explicitly pointed this out. I am slightly uneased by this.
Most of my new friends are from the last place I worked and they are all much younger than me. I love them - they're the bee's knees - but I wouldn't mind meeting some folks my age or older.
I could be described as "hirsute". I am actually convinced it keeps me thin since it must take up so many calories.
I would rather talk about you than me.
Every time I use the phrase "nasolabial fold" someone gets upset.
There was a point in my life where I liked small things. For example, small drinking glasses. Even, and I do experience some shame for this, tiny hats. Totally unrelated, of course, I try not to judge people on their preferences.
I learned recently that the 2010 census brought the average height for men down from 5'10" to 5'9" which means I gained an inch... cause it's all relative.
I love adventure. I love big adventure! But, if left alone, the concept atrophies somehow; not wearing socks suddenly qualifies.
I have, on more than one occasion, been referred to as "not like anyone else". I remain suspicious of the fact that this does not denote "in a good way". But I figure it's probably at least under 50% which I consider solid.