| | Went for a nice long walk this morning. Very nice weather. No sun--I hate sun. Mom made me carry mace. 'Cause I'm a girl. And I'm going, "Mom! This is Columbia! Nobody gets attacked in Columbia!" "Carry it just to be safe, honey." She wouldn't let me go biking for weeks after the D.C. sniper incident. (That feels like a long time ago, doesn't it?) *sigh* I'm afraid to fucking touch that thing, let alone use it...
Started Neuromancer again. Dog-ear'd the sex scene in the coffin hotel. (I love this book.) And it's true, you can get really high on adrenaline. (I fucking love this book.)
Need to get back to work on that "Explain American culture to an alien" essay...*sigh* I've been brainstorming: the first sentence of my brainstorming on the basics of American culture is, 'The following demographics have numerous sterotypes attached to them.' Uh, let's see...EVERYONE. Seriously. Look around, think of how many people are judged by appearance. Scary, ain't it? Race, religion, age, background, economic status, sexual identity, physical or mental ability/disability.... Everything has prejudice attached to it. Such is society...
My toenails are painted blue again--my feet look normal now. If my nails aren't painted I'll look down and go, "What the fuck is wrong with my feet?!" It's weird...ish...yes.
Ricardo: Your wish is my command. Happy now?
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