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Bravado Feeling: sardonic. It's just so much fun to say. An addendum to today's previous entry: I've come to hate it when guys make everything into an innuendo. They flirt like mad, they say outrageous come-ons to make me roll my eyes, because they know all they'll get is a sardonic eyebrow quirk, a smart-ass comeback, or occasionally an, "ewww, you're disgusting" when it takes me by surprise. They live for that reaction, and it would serve them right if I ever called their bluff. Just to see that look of utter panic when they realize I'm not kidding. Next time I tell Geoff "fuck you" and he says "yes please," I really should follow up on it and scare the shit out of him. Of course, if he doesn't back down, that would scare the shit out of me. Ugh, untold levels of weirdness waiting behind that thought. ::avoids:: Comments? 0 so far... | Procrastination finally grows some teeth - 2010-11-29 Necessity: the Mother of Invention - 2010-11-29 Enforced Work Ethic - 2010-11-28 A Week of Perfect Nothings - 2010-11-28 4 more days - 2010-11-27 Alms for the Poor? |