Height
Obviously, these personal notes are
What's the matter with height?!
I'm just saying, height? No merit to it! Anyone can be high, mostly on account of being born big and/or stretching a lot as a teenager. So why should a perfectly average-size man such as a myself have to feel
(NO need to go over diary entries regarding Boucher)
(That was entirely different)
(That was entirely different)
You know what's impressive? Scholarship! Poetry! Being a good dancer-singer-songwriter! Having shiny hair and excellent skin despite never wearing a helmet! Eloquence! Storytelling! An exotic accent! Being good with languages! A derrierè that has been praised by the very Spem Nurto, Scourge of the Near Seas! An excellently proportionate amount of muscles which don't impede touching your own toes, thank you very much!
And then I wake up and it turns out that Aubrey of all people has become a giant woman! Now, as far as I know, the only ways to get bigger are all horrifying, and cause irreparable harm to the self: brooking, curses and heels... So obviously, not options for me!
I'm going back to sleep...