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I was having a conversation with a friend the other day (Bitty, for those of you who keep track of these things) about whether or not I’m “girly.” I am under the impression that I am fairly girly. I mean, I would wear nothing but skirts given the choice. I can shop for hours and not buy anything. I love to cook. I love babies, and bunnies, and smelling nice. Girly, right? Apparently not. Bitty pointed out that I don’t wear makeup. (Well ... no.) Or freak out about calories or fat. (Since I was in the middle of scarfing our entire basket of french fries I could hardly argue with that.) And what did I do over spring break? (Went ... to a basketball game. And shopping! I went shopping too!) And who was that ranting about how, for gods sake, the Chargers have got to be throwing games, because it is just not possible to lose by that point spread in the fourth quarter? ( ...me.) And what did you do just now? (I burped. Ok, I burped out loud in a public place. Give me a break!) Mmhmm. She nods sagely. “Not girly.” “But ... but ... “ “Not girly. Period.” Still holding fast to my ideal of girlyness (although I don’t know why) I went in to work today. And I had a conversation with my boss wherein he asked me to fix the toilet. Fix the toilet , people. And why did he ask me this? Because we had had a conversation the other day about how I had already fixed the toilet like, six times, but it wont stop running. “You fixed the toilet?” “Oh, yeah but it wont stay fixed.” “But you fixed it” “Yeah. It was easy really, Alex just wasn‘t using the correct plunging technique.” “Wow. I’ve never met a girl who could fix a toilet before.” Yes, I can fix a toilet. It is my one mechanical skill. I have no clue what the correct name is for anything (Right, so the arm-y thing that hangs off the flushamajig? It was loose so the big round thingy wasn’t floating high enough) but I can fix a damn toilet. I wish I had some funny story about how I lived with six older brothers who always clogged the pipes and it was Plumbing for Dummies or peeing in the bushes. Unfortunately, I only have one little brother and I’ve probably been responsible for as many of our toilet problems as he has. It‘s just something I can do. I don’t know why, or when I figured it out. Although, I can tell you its been a mighty useful skill. I don’t know where (or what) the overdrive button in my car is. The only way I can fix my computer is by turning it off and rebooting. But, by god, I can fix toilets and fix them well. In fact, I AM THE TOILET MASTER! And I am too totally girly. Duh. 12:12 a.m. May 04, 2004
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