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Tuesday, October 21, 2003


   Saga of the Girl: Transit Dialogue
So, I've come to accept that you know you've got it bad when the person is sleeping on the bus and all you do for the longest time is just watch her sleep . . . . . yeah, I've got it bad . . .

Well, I was gonna go on about the superfight of cream and nougat today, but this bit of dialogue between "The Girl" and I came up today which I thought would be good for grins here.

Alright, to kick off, I'm gonna tell ya that I have a nervous tick; that'll get explained below. Anyhoo, on with the story . . . . . we're standing on the train coming home, both of us dead tired . . .

TG: "You're doing this weird blinking thing . . ."
SG: "Huh? Oh, I was blinking along with the station announcement."
TG: "But I see you do that a lot anyway, though.
SG: "Oh, that would be my nervous tick. Used to be an ingrown eyelash, they surgery-ed that out, and now it's just a bad habit of blinking hard, rapidly, and often. Hell for driving, let me tell ya."
"That's kind of weird . . . so you can't control the rapid-blinking at all?"
"Well, usually with a nervous tick you generally can't control it . . ."
" . . yeah, but it's still pretty weird."
"Yeah, it more or less pops up when I'm nervous . . . . . hmm . . . now I wonder what I have to be nervous about right now . . . [rubs chin . . .]"
"Yeah, but whenever I see you you're always blinking like that."
"Uh . . . . . yeah . . ."
" . . . unless you're just nervous all the time?"
"Er . . . . . not exactly . . . um . . ."


. . . And then it just kinda trailed off from there. I dunno, it was probably funnier at the time than it is now . . . . . for all I know, the point of this little story didn't even come through . . . ah well . . . . . cream filling and nougat this afternoon!

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