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How To Not Become A Fossil: A Sarcastic Survival Guide
Listen up, you magnificent, decaying creatures. So, you’ve noticed the cracks in the foundation? That your knees now sound like a bowl of Rice Krispies when you stand up? That you remember the 90s not as a "vintage era," but as, you know, last Tuesday?
Fear not! I have braved the treacherous lands of the internet's wellness influencers and returned with the Five Sacred Scrolls—the key to beating an aging process that is as natural and inevitable as taxes, but significantly more painful when you try to bend over.
Let's begin.
Tip #1: Hydrate Until You're Basically a Sentient Puddle.
You think you drink enough water? You're wrong. Your current hydration level is that of a sun-baked lizard on a Arizona sidewalk. The goal is to consume so much H₂O that your very essence becomes translucent. You should slosh when you walk. Colleagues should be able to read documents through you. Your urine should be a color so clear, so utterly devoid of personality, that it could be mistaken for a premium vodka. This, they say, plumps the skin. Frankly, it just means you'll have the bladder of a nervous hamster and will become intimately with every public restroom within a five-mile radius. But hey, dewy skin!
Tip #2: Embrace a Sleep Schedule So Rigid, It Makes a Marine Drill Sergeant Look Like a Slacker.
Forget spontaneity. Forget late-night conversations or that "one more episode." Your new bedtime is 8:17 PM. Not 8:15, not 8:20. 8:17. This is science. You will sleep on a silk pillowcase, in a pitch-black room cooled to precisely 67.3°F, while listening to a soundtrack of "frequencies known to regenerate telomeres" (which is just a cat purring, but we've given it a fancy name). You will achieve the deep, restorative sleep of the dead, which is fitting, because your social life will be six feet under. But your under-eye bags will have their own tiny, well-rested under-eye bags. A worthy sacrifice.
Tip #3: Slather Yourself in Potions and Lotions Until You're Slippery to the Touch.
You must invest in a skincare regimen with more steps than a royal coronation. There will be serums with names like "Dragon's Blood Revitalization Elixir" and creams containing "Stem Cells from the Rare Moon Snail." It doesn't matter if you understand it; what matters is that it costs more per ounce than a spaceship. Your face will be sticky, your pillow will be sticky, and any attempt at a romantic partner will find it impossible to get a grip on you. You will be a human non-stick pan. Wrinkles can't latch on if they keep sliding off. It's just physics.
Tip #4: Move Your Body in Ways That Cause Confusion and Mild Panic.
"Exercise" is for amateurs. You must now engage in "Dynamic Kinetic Movement." This involves contorting yourself into positions with names like "Downward-Facing Weasel" while breathing in a pattern that sounds like you're trying to summon a demon. The goal is to confuse your muscles so thoroughly that they forget to age. Sure, you might throw out your back trying to "unleash your inner chi," but a few days of immobility is a small price to pay for the spine of a 20-year-old yoga instructor named Luna.
Tip #5: The Most Important Tip: Cultivate a Rich Inner Life of Delusion.
This is the master key. You must simply believe you are not aging. When you look in the mirror and see a new wrinkle, chuckle indulgently and say, "Oh, you mischievous little line, you can't fool me!" When you groan getting out of a chair, announce, "My body is just purging negative energy." Refer to your gray hairs as "wisdom highlights." Your back pain? Simply "growing pains" as your spirit expands. Surround yourself with people who are too polite to correct you. Live in a beautiful, blissful state of denial. It's the one anti-aging treatment that's absolutely free and 100% effective until the moment you desperately need someone to help you open a jar of pickles.
And there you have it. Follow these five tips with the devotion of a monk, and you too can achieve the ultimate goal: looking marginally less tired than your same-aged peers who are out there living their lives, eating carbs, and going to bed with makeup on.
You're not getting older, you're just getting more... high-maintenance.
You're welcome.

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