Not now, man, I gotta po on my blo
Two stories with the same structure:
(1)
Awhile ago I started wearing my hair in ... how to describe ... half-up in pigtails. Looks childish, but also is different from the way I wear it, oh, every single other day ever. My informal sociological experimental data has shown that people (strangers, customers) are actually nicer to me when my hair is like this.
I can be pretty grumpy sometimes. It's almost always because I'm displeased about something, and not just random. I wouldn't say I'm "moody" at all, but it might appear that way to people who don't know that I'm actually just fuming (usually with indignant rage) over something.
So there have been times when my hair is up all cute-like and I've also been trying to kill people with the laser beam eyes. I think this can be jarring for people.
(2)
I like to fiddle with things. My most favorite thing to fiddle with is the antennae on my cell phone, which pops in and out of its little cell phone antennae sheath. I use my thumbnail to pop it in and out of place.
Last week I bought a lighter on an impulse, because it was at the cash register and because I recently spent way too long in the dark trashing the house looking for one. It's in my coat pocket.
It is also very nice to fiddle with, or it would be if I didn't catch myself each and every time I have my hands in my pockets. It is only a matter of time until I set myself on fire.
(1)
Awhile ago I started wearing my hair in ... how to describe ... half-up in pigtails. Looks childish, but also is different from the way I wear it, oh, every single other day ever. My informal sociological experimental data has shown that people (strangers, customers) are actually nicer to me when my hair is like this.
I can be pretty grumpy sometimes. It's almost always because I'm displeased about something, and not just random. I wouldn't say I'm "moody" at all, but it might appear that way to people who don't know that I'm actually just fuming (usually with indignant rage) over something.
So there have been times when my hair is up all cute-like and I've also been trying to kill people with the laser beam eyes. I think this can be jarring for people.
(2)
I like to fiddle with things. My most favorite thing to fiddle with is the antennae on my cell phone, which pops in and out of its little cell phone antennae sheath. I use my thumbnail to pop it in and out of place.
Last week I bought a lighter on an impulse, because it was at the cash register and because I recently spent way too long in the dark trashing the house looking for one. It's in my coat pocket.
It is also very nice to fiddle with, or it would be if I didn't catch myself each and every time I have my hands in my pockets. It is only a matter of time until I set myself on fire.
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