Why?
Dark Road by Annie Lennox
Grudge by Alanis
Why do you keep looking?
Random Conversations I've had this week:
Grudge by Alanis
Why do you keep looking?
Random Conversations I've had this week:
- My dental hygienist said that I had beautiful hands and that I should be a hand model. I feel that's like the judges on American Idol telling a contestant they like their shirt.
- Sitting next to a young guy at a job interview:
- Him: So you don't have any pockets.
- Me looking down at the ID and phone I'm holding. "Nope, no pockets kind of pants."
- Him: Not even like secret ones?
- Me looking at him for any non-verbal ques of seriousness. "No, not even secret ones."
- Him: Man, another downer for being a chic, huh? But I know some girls that can just pull stuff out of their pants, like a bunch of stuff. Cause they have secret pockets on the inside. I could never be a girl. I couldn't wear pants with no pockets.
- Me: ................
- Him: ..............
- My father to whom I haven't spoken to in many months
- Him: So what soccer team am I cheering for?
- Me: WTF?! ....... That's how... Oh my god I have the social skills of my father.
- Me: The Tigers... Hi
- TA asking me what kind of reaction we are doing.
- Me: A radioactive one
- TA: Well obviously, you're holding a Geiger counter.