| June 7th, 2009 |
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Becoming consciously aware, suddenly, that what you are in fact doing is: standing in your back garden, sniffing a pair of shorts that belong to your housemate.
Did I have a perfectly good, non-creepy reason for doing this? Of course. The reason why I was doing this is actually that I'm an awesome housemate and friend.
This does not change the fact that I suddenly realised that I was standing in the back garden sniffing my housemate's shorts.
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ETA: Apparently, my communication skills are really failing me tonight. This post was briefly locked, but I have had it pointed out to me that that's mishandling it too.
Basically, I'm a pile of giant fucking fail here, in one way or another, and I am not, right now, managing to work out how I should say what I'm trying to say, and am, instead, saying things that read like I don't want them to, and right now I can't fix that. So post is cut, enter at your own risk, and I will not be looking at the post, or at comments, until morning. /ETA
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