Subtitle: So many people want me to do “cute,” but I don’t want to.

  1. That online shopping service that sends you a box of clothes and you send back the ones that you don’t want. I tried them, and I didn’t like the clothes. They want me to try again, and they send me flyers in the mail and email with pictures of clothes. The clothes are all terrible. Rather, the clothes are all cute.

  2. Once upon a time I lived in a colony of feral mathematicians, and it was wonderful.

  3. Even when I got really into shopping and having a whole bunch of nice clothes, they were not cute. I forget how many black skirts I had. I don’t really have to sort my laundry because everything I own is darks.

  4. Just the idea of the cute clothes makes me sort of anxious and panicked.

  5. The dentist keeps trying to talk me into getting braces, but I really and truly like the way that one of my front teeth crosses one in front of the other.

  6. My coworkers criticize my choice of editor. They all favor the sorts of dark backgrounds that remind me of the Apple ][+ or the VT100. I use minimally syntax-colored text on a white background with an editor with very few features.

  7. Sadly, it’s been too long since I used emacs on a regular basis. I may need to brush up on that if people keep complaining about my choice of editor. The combination of emacs with the Dvorak key layout will make it impossible for most people to do anything on my computer.