a guy at work today tried to get me to discount the velvet jacket he wanted because it had lint on it. even after i removed it using a lint brush he still wanted a discount caz it was still "dirty" as he called it. it's a velvet jacket, what do you expect? also, this was the 3rd time i'd dealt with the same guy coming in for the saaaaame jacket. he still didn't buy it.
know what i'm sick of? fake laughs and fake smiles. you can always tell.
one thing that attracts me to people (for friendship and otherwise) are genuine smiles (well genuine people in general). when you're happy, you make others happy.
laughter is good for the soul they say. apparently your body can't tell your real laughs from your fake laughs, so if you're in a bad mood, start "laughing" and it should make you feel better. at least a little bit. if nothing else you'll probably smile at how silly you sound.
i need another karaoke night soon. i've realized i haven't sung my karaoke night song is too long:
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