September 6th, 2001



On the webbing between the thumb and forefinger of my right hand alone, I have eight separate paper cuts.

And there are others elsewhere on both hands.

It's a good thing I'm not sexually active. My job is giving me so many paper cuts that I'd have to buy latex gloves or else even a hand job could be lethal.
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    dangerous rolls of paper spewing from the printer

I Flunked.

I only scored 8 out of 18 on the All Look Same test.

And that's after having had two consecutive Korean best friends, one from first grade through sixth grade and another from seventh grade through junior year in college, and having had nothing but Korean and Chinese friends through much of that time . . . many of whom specifically tried to give me lessons on distinguishing Korean, Chinese, and Japanese facial features from each other after they found out I wasn't very good at it. Apparently I didn't learn very much though. But there were hardly any Japanese people at our schools so I couldn't get very good lessons on them.

I need to find an equivalent test with pictures of Europeans, so I can hopefully flunk that one equally badly (possibly even worse) and thereby absolve myself of guilt. I could be Equal Opportunity Ignorant - would that be worth anything?
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