May. 6th, 2010

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So last night, I was on the platform at Farragut West with Joseph waiting for the Orange Line train in the direction of Vienna. Joseph was parked at Clarendon and graciously offered me a ride home to save me the trouble of waiting for the bus or getting a cab.

All of a sudden this cute girl comes up to me and tells me that she loves my bag. For those who haven't seen my bag, it's one of those ballistic nylon satchel things, but it is red and has a picture of Henrietta emptying a Fabrique Nationale P90 submachine gun into a room full of criminals. It's this picture, but on a bag:
Henrietta is a bad-ass!

My bag also has a bunch of pins and buttons on it, including Roy Mustang and Riza Hawkeye from Fullmetal Alchemist, Misa from Deathnote and Osaka from Azumanga Daioh, as well as a few other silly anime things. I talk to this girl, who is actually reading a nonfiction book about anime, for a little bit. Then she gets on the Blue Line train, which is going the way I ultimately need to go. And I don't get on that train. I didn't even try to get her contact info.

This is why I am alone.

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