I live my life through tiny cues
Despite my best efforts, had to go outside today for work. 95+ degrees of hell.
I live my life via interpersonal perception: quick, acute, and intuitive cognition. In other words: tiny cues.
Was at the bookstore the other day and this guy with hella scary tats came in. He had two short sticks in his bag and callouses on his right hand. So I asked, “Are you an XXXX fencer?”
His face broke out into this huge grin and he gave me the salute for my system, which I returned. We’re gonna roll after work craziness stops.
When it comes to women, think I fall or don’t fall for them based on these cues.
Broke it off with this one girl because she never said, “Thank you” to people. There’re a million pretty girls in the big city – I don’t need one that can’t be nice.
Once fell for another girl because, when she thought I couldn’t hear, she’d wash the dishes and sing just…terribly. Another girl would bob her head back and forth when she was happy or wanted to dance. I loved her right away.
In this video, look at Imogen’s eyes 3 mins, 35 sec before it ends. Things like that kill me. I can’t explain why. It just does.
KT Tunstall is half-Chinese with a smoky Scottish voice. My people rock so hard.
In the vid above, watch her eyes 11 seconds before it ends. Eyes get me every time (here’s another version – I’m crushing).
Little things. I’m a sucker for the little things.
Hey, aren’t we all?
Location: still in front of my cracked screen
Mood: oddly content
Music: won’t you please send me back
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