Quarter Life Crisis
   
        
   
   
    
   The 170 Mark
   
   Ouch!  It hurts to look at the scale these days.  After a weekend of indulging in rich morsels of food and drinking myself silly in honor of my dad's 50th birthday, I finally tipped the scales Monday morning at a whopping 171.5 pounds.  That's probably right around or still below what most of my friends weigh.  Only problem is that I'm 5'6" tall and they're all 5'9" or taller.  Looks like I'll be searching the yellow pages under "fitness" after the holidays are over with.