ew
My twin reminded me last night that it is finally LEG SEASON. Of course, him working in Harvard Square, he gets to see the ladies leggs as if it were some kind of buffet feast. Of course, there are the men leggs too but since I'm not there to look, there is no significance to that (so I'll just shut the fuck up).
However, I did realize something I had to point out to the twin too - I mean not to steal any thunder but work with me. If it is "leg" season then...... oh no......
IT IS ALSO SANDAL SEASON
and dammit, we all know there are those out there who just shouldn't be wearing them - argh kaka and as sick as it seems, I really almost always feel some compulsion to look, kind of like I judge people that way and then I think I should have some remorse about that, but I really don't. It seems so many people with nasty skank feet/toes don't really care - and then, I look and get a bit repulsed - but it isn't my fault becaue the nature force of the universe MAKES me look.
What a vicious circle. Oya moya.
However, I did realize something I had to point out to the twin too - I mean not to steal any thunder but work with me. If it is "leg" season then...... oh no......
IT IS ALSO SANDAL SEASON
and dammit, we all know there are those out there who just shouldn't be wearing them - argh kaka and as sick as it seems, I really almost always feel some compulsion to look, kind of like I judge people that way and then I think I should have some remorse about that, but I really don't. It seems so many people with nasty skank feet/toes don't really care - and then, I look and get a bit repulsed - but it isn't my fault becaue the nature force of the universe MAKES me look.
What a vicious circle. Oya moya.