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So the first day of summer is... June 21, I believe?
No, actually, it's today.
It's too hot. I'm too hot.
I like warm weather. But too hot is too hot. Those clothes I bought a little while ago, for "when it gets really hot?" Yeah. Good decision. It's really hot.
Anyway. Erica has been wanting to do some girly things with me, and I have been continually turning her down. She really wants to, one, go to the beach. No. Two, lay out in the sun in her back yard. No. Three, go shopping at the mall. No. Four, Get our nails done in a salon. No.
Oh wait, did I just turn down shopping?
I take it back! I want to go to the mall! I have been wanting to go to the mall for ages!
( I shopped. )
But I found it incredibly cool that Erica found it so hard to believe that I would be self-conscious. Like she automatically assumed that of course I'm better than that.
I'm not, though, of course. But it is the thought that counts, isn't it?
No, actually, it's today.
It's too hot. I'm too hot.
I like warm weather. But too hot is too hot. Those clothes I bought a little while ago, for "when it gets really hot?" Yeah. Good decision. It's really hot.
Anyway. Erica has been wanting to do some girly things with me, and I have been continually turning her down. She really wants to, one, go to the beach. No. Two, lay out in the sun in her back yard. No. Three, go shopping at the mall. No. Four, Get our nails done in a salon. No.
Oh wait, did I just turn down shopping?
I take it back! I want to go to the mall! I have been wanting to go to the mall for ages!
( I shopped. )
But I found it incredibly cool that Erica found it so hard to believe that I would be self-conscious. Like she automatically assumed that of course I'm better than that.
I'm not, though, of course. But it is the thought that counts, isn't it?
