It just keeps getting better...
This morning when I got up and went to the bathroom, I looked in the mirror and noticed two lines on my neck, below my chin. Being the feline that I am, I licked my hand and tried to rub them off. But I couldn't. Why? Because they are veins. VEINS. Showing. In my neck.

So now I have 28-year-old's neck-veins and my printer will only talk to me in Dutch. Life is great.