And the boy theme continues...
Had an okay day at work. Nothing huge, nothing boring, really. Listend to a lot of Rasputina - they're really growing on me.
Drove my mom and I to the store in Kaisa's car today because mom's car won't start. At the store people kept staring at me. It was kind of weird because I don't generally get stared at. But then I remember that usually when I'd go to the store with my mom (I haven't been in awhile), I wear a ball cap and baggly clothes, so I probably look like my mom's young son. Today I was... well, I look like me, but I think they were just confused. I tested this theory by going to the bathroom to wash my hands - I had to wash them anyway, that's not WHY I went but I was concious of people looking at me. And sure enough, I got double-triple takes from all the women in the restroom. They never said anything, though, which is less than I usually get.
Times like that, though, I think about pekinjay and how she's always pushing boundaries, winking at girls and stuff and I like to try to be socially a bit more brave like that. Pushing the line a bit.
Came home, jumped mom's car and it started. She's going to take it to a mechanic tomorrow so I am probably going to have to wake up early to drive along behind her (it's just down the street) so she has a car to get to work with. Which to me is ludicrous since both places are within a 5 minute walk of our house but I guess that's the kind of thinking you get when you live in Portland for awhile. "Real" die-hard Alaskans drive everywhere. *snorts*
Drove my mom and I to the store in Kaisa's car today because mom's car won't start. At the store people kept staring at me. It was kind of weird because I don't generally get stared at. But then I remember that usually when I'd go to the store with my mom (I haven't been in awhile), I wear a ball cap and baggly clothes, so I probably look like my mom's young son. Today I was... well, I look like me, but I think they were just confused. I tested this theory by going to the bathroom to wash my hands - I had to wash them anyway, that's not WHY I went but I was concious of people looking at me. And sure enough, I got double-triple takes from all the women in the restroom. They never said anything, though, which is less than I usually get.
Times like that, though, I think about pekinjay and how she's always pushing boundaries, winking at girls and stuff and I like to try to be socially a bit more brave like that. Pushing the line a bit.
Came home, jumped mom's car and it started. She's going to take it to a mechanic tomorrow so I am probably going to have to wake up early to drive along behind her (it's just down the street) so she has a car to get to work with. Which to me is ludicrous since both places are within a 5 minute walk of our house but I guess that's the kind of thinking you get when you live in Portland for awhile. "Real" die-hard Alaskans drive everywhere. *snorts*