October 13, 2015

We had just picked up our baggage but we were unable to find the area to declare our items. We simply had a few sealed bags of dry snacks with us but my mother insisted that they had to be declared. “Should we have even carried these with us then?” I asked. “No.” was the response.*

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I was sitting on the sofa and in front of me was one of those robot dogs that had now become really sophisticated toys. It plastic and painted silver with an LED visor (I’m sure it was based off of an actual product on the market). My father asked why some features of it were locked as it had just come out of the box. I told him that it had to do with progression mechanics and a part of trying to keep consumers engaged in the product. He seemed to interpret this as a marketing ploy and a grab for money - which I didn’t outright reject or dismiss. The dog kept trying to throw shreds of paper into my mouth

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We were at a rather slow-moving house party and had nothing better to do. I watched someone try to play golf indoors and quickly warned them about accidentally hitting someone if they swung too hard - which they heeded. She putted the golf ball down the gradual slope and the people sitting at the tables turned around to clap as it passed by them. It had missed the hole and rolled under a table. “Why did you move your foot?” she asked, “now I have to start over again!”

I was mindlessly smoking a cigarette and when I remembered that I didn’t like them, I went to the coffee table to set it down. Apparently this was the second time that night I had taken “accidentally” started smoking. When my uncle saw me, he inquired, “Didn’t like it?” I replied, “no” while avoiding eye-contact. I agreed that he could smoke the rest of it if he wanted to.

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