I guess I should do these.
1. I can’t grow hair anywhere on my face except my chin and neck, and when that gets too long, I start pulling it out, hair by hair, as a fidget. Because of this, I stick with the clean-shaven look. For the most part.
2. I do not have, nor have I made, a single friend by taking the initiative and introducing myself. Everyone I know was introduced to me by another friend, or by force of circumstance.
3. I don’t write drafts. I build essays in layers, starting with the skeleton and adding until I have a finished product. It is a single process, and I can’t remember the last time I sat down and rewrote the result.
4. My first reaction when facing a problem is to apply violence. Conversely, I have never been in a fight, or actually attempted to solve a problem with force. I do, however, have more weapons in my bedroom than I have fingers.
5. I have had one girlfriend, ever. This probably has something to do with #2.
6. I have watched the Firefly series and the corresponding movie at least a dozen times. I want to live on a spaceship and defy the powers that be.
7. I get lost almost every time I get in the car. I have no sense of direction, no internal map, and no general concept of where I am geographically. Downtown Davis is a grid, arranged by letters and numbers. There is nothing confusing about it, but I still can't navigate it.
8. I also get lost every time I try to play music. I can’t keep the chorus, verse, bridge straight, nor can I remember when the transitions are. I generally don’t remember lyrics either. This and the previous probably have something to do with attention span—I’m in it for the ride, not to learn how I got there.
I have to wonder where these quirks come from, and how many of them the meds are supposed to solve.
3 comments:
1) I do the same thing, except I can't stick with clean-shaven because the hairs that would be irksome still end up irksome. I'm kinda jealous.
2) Has nothing to do with #5. I've yet not had any relationship come from meeting someone on my own.
3) Can't write drafts either. Kinda 'nuff said.
4) ... dunno what to say here.
5) Nothing wrong with that, my good man.
6) Can't say the same for Firefly, but I agree, this world sucks.
7) Me neither. Remember when we got lost coming back from CSULB when we were doing the Hamlet research papers? lol...
8) On the upside, you can play music.
Yeah, I don't know. As smart as you are, you really ought to be able to find your way around. What's going to become of you when you grow old and start becoming senile?
Your kids will have to chain you to a stake in the yard or something.
The hobbits' leaf has clearly dulled my senses.
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