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[kaciagemini]

Do you ever stop yourself in the middle of doing a favor for someone and go, "Wait a second. What am I doing? I don't want to be doing this, so why am I? What just happened here? Is this like... auto-doormat mode?"

It's disturbingly similar to the Jeff Foxworthy sketch where he realizes he's completely whipped, because his wife says she was cold and he gets up to close the window even though he wasn't cold.

Not that I'm opposed to doing things for people, but shouldn't it, like, occur to me to question whether or not it's a favor I want to grant before I do it?
Is this a leftover desperation-to-be-liked thing from high school or something?

Anyway, I should probably stop spamming my journal, because if it wasn't true before, it must be true by now, that no one is reading this crap.

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[ladykittykatwku.livejournal.com]

*hugs*

Thank you for running me out to Wal-Mart so much.

[kaciagemini.livejournal.com]

*hugs*
You're welcome dear.

This random batch of introspection was prompted because I was trying to figure out what the hell I was doing tying the strings on my girlfriend's pants. She was about to go on a vending machine run and noticed they were untied. She didn't even ask me to do it, and I was half-way through doing so before it occured to me that I am a crazy person. Always a fun realization.

Then again, I spent a full year in high school being the official shoe-tie-er for one of my friends. I have no idea why I did this, but I guess things like this shouldn't surprise me any more.
One day, I hope to make sense to me, but I suspect it will be a long, long way away.