this one freaked mom out, or so she says. i'd seen it done at camp, thought it was fun, copied it, mom thought, yeah, clever then went THOSE ARE YOUR SHOES!!!! yeah, i don't pull stuff out of my head so well, my feet are handy (like my left hand).
if i may go off on a suicide/depression tangent here. much as it has seemed desirable at times, i'm just not motivated enough to do it. my attempts at self destruction usually consisted of not eating for a day or two(then i get really hungry) and trying to get really sick by not wearing a coat in freezing temps. lame.