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Last night was good, well, a good thing happened. I was sitting looking intense
and not talking to anyone, when suddenly a girl turned to me and told me how
unfriendly I was being, couldn't I just talk, or was I too much of a goth for
that? I replied (with a slightly amazed look) that I wasn't a goth at all, and
that I liked her directness and honesty. Then she kissed my hand. It broke me
out of a rather nasty reverie, and was both strange and nice. I like it when
people get to me.