| This entry written entirely while unmedicated, as it happens, across two days... |
 This entry written entirely while unmedicated, as it happens, across two days...
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Apr. 21st, 2009 @ 09:00 am 
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Things seen and not understood: the shoes a woman I saw at a bus stop was wearing. Half-inch spiked heels.
What?
All the non-calves-and-bottom-accentuating state of flats, only with the ankle-threatening instability of spiked heels. It's like someone set out to design the Worst Possible Shoe.
Meanwhile (she says, picking up this entry the following day): This morning ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif) velithya's responses to my hyperactive bouncing around became limited to: "BREAKFAST. MEDICATION." Which, obviously, I responded to by calling her an ABLIST OPPRESSIVE JERK etc.
Cue me sitting down to breakfast (just after she left for work), and thinking to myself: Yay! It's happy munchy foods time!
... Which, it occurred to me, may well be proving her point.
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