Convinced a coworker to try on my bifocals. Aside from the hilarity of the walls wiggling, I convinced him that being "the only person in my family without glasses" was not a boon, but evidence of inevitability.
Many things about me - my figure, skin color and texture, eyesight and so so much more, are genetically determined. Other items, such as diet, sexual prolectivities, taste in music, etc. are some combination of nurture and personality.
I eat my cantaloupe and cashews and crackers and listen to Matt Nathanson and imagine the look on Turkic's face when he reaches up his hands and holds me down. Oh!
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