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[featherynscale]

Made a return trip to the weirdest sushi bar in the metro today, as I was feeling that my wasabi content was getting a bit low. Was inexplicably served a couple of pieces of eel, even though I did not order any. Mmmm...sushi error in my favor. Life is good.

When leaving said sushi bar, there were a gaggle of attractively nerdy guys making comments about the Decepticon sticker on the back window of my little black Civic. It was not until I began to back out that I saw the Autobot sticker on the back of their oversized cherry-red SUV. There could have been a rumble in the parking lot between the evil small-car owners and the gas guzzlers for Truth Justice and the American Way, but I guess I missed my opportunity. Oh well. They were cute, anyway.

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[diermuid.livejournal.com]

Ironically, the throw-down was averted as I am sure the conversation was a debate over whether they could attack you since obviously it had to be your BOYFRIEND's sticker/car. No chick this side of Tank Girl would dare invade that sacred war of the nerds. 8-)

But what they didn't know was:

[featherynscale.livejournal.com]

I wanna be Tank Girl when I grow up. And I can hold my own on the nerd front any day.