Rules
Sweet foods, my tolerance for sweet things decreases with age. Overall I feel more tolerant, like many more kinds of music, food, drink than I did when younger. But less and less sweet stuff.
Late nights and late meals. In stereotypical old person fashion, I prefer lunch or tea as a big meal and in bed asleep before midnight.
Good shoes - I am kind of sad about this but I just don't feel like putting on "real shoes" it's converse or jogging sneakers all the time.
People, which is saying a lot confessing considering my misanthropy dates back to before puberty
Hard rock and metal—I used to love them. I would buy any and all albums, from the most popular to the most obscure. Now, it all just sounds like manic noise to me. Even most of the 80s pop I liked is too manic for me. I never thought I would turn into this.
I played in a grindcore band for many years. I primarily listen to neoclassical now.
Ooooh, very interesting! I float from preferred genre to preferred genre all the time, but I can't think of any one genre that really fell out of my grace like how you mention.
Life
Overly edited videos
Tried to watch a long video of a game first playthrough. But they had jump cuts and memes constantly. I abandoned watching it...
Same x3.. the only videos I watch now basically just cut out the boring bits, or do an occasional timelapse.. background music sometimes too :3
Late nights. I was always a night owl but after years of a routine I kinda like to go to bed early and get up early even on weekends.
Unhealthy food
Me too! I don't know if it's my mind or body that doesn't want it
existing
Meeting people. Reading books. Working. I'm not exactly improving with age...
My hairline.
Prices. I feel like my grandfather (WW2 vet) right now, complaining about prices.
I moved out and paid my own way in the 90s which has irrevocably impacted my opinion on pricing. And subscriptions.
This is interesting to me. I had relatives go through college in the late '60s and early '70s. They couldn't understand why I had to work so many hours to afford (and have time) to even attempt part-time college. That was the early '90s. I can not imagine having to deal with this shit now. Add in the future job prospects and the current political environment... Damn.
Edit: For anyone who doesn't feel like following the link, here's a bit from it:
It shows, year-by-year, how many hours it took at minimum wage to earn enough to pay a year's tuition at the University of Minnesota.
Up to 1980, it took well under 400 hours. Since then, as you can see, it has climbed to more than 1,600 hours.
as someone who's 27 and never went to college because it simply didn't seem a smart investment anymore -- get a very expensive (and only getting more expensive) piece of paper that no longer guarantees you a decent job as of like the 2000s, no thanks -- I've largely just accepted I'm going to live and die poor in the new American Reich. Possibly lucky enough to end it myself eventually, possibly via being disappeared for being a dissident, depends on how far this all goes. Either way, the American dream is long dead, and my entire generation and younger is in various degrees of "fucked", from partly to completely to totally and utterly.
Aside from the obvious, sweets.