If asked I’m sure many people could describe me with various adjectives such as white, odd, unique, funny, lanky, too white, nerdy, dorky, pasty white, and more.

Now added to that list is “scary.”

Shane’s special lady friend doesn’t like me. At all. She even told me. It went something like this:

“I don’t like you.”

I apparently frighten her. I’m left to wonder how, exactly, I can scare anyone. Once in highschool on a form I had to fill out it asked for “any weaknesses.” I put down “inordinate lack of physical strength.” So unless I’ve developed the ability to murder with my focused brainwaves, I don’t see the need to be frightened of me.


No, it didn’t work.