Yup, I've had that said to me multiple times and it almost always meant, yeah I got acclimated to you and forgot you were a minority and said something racist in front of you, but I can't take my life lesson of having gotten to know you and discovered you were a person and use that to challenge my other racist assumptions, so instead I now have to exclude you from those other bad minorities I know nothing about and am still racist towards, but that's ok with you, right, because you're one of the good ones.
But you know, that's a mouthful, so it's easier to say, oh, I don't think of you as Japanese. Well, fuck you, because I am.
Didn't readers digest or somebody do a big home repairs manual? That's what I use, the do it yourself/fix it yourself books. From them I learned how to shim a door, replace a faucet gasket and change a filter.
JZ, I either have to ignore evo psych guy or tell him to just go back to his cave because I have things in this century that I need to attend to.
Oh that's a good one to look for, Liese, thanks. There's some stuff that, with a guide, I can totally do. Though for things like turning the gas on for the dryer to actually heat when it wasn't? I called the utility. Yes, I am 99% sure what needs to happen but it's explosive and not in the fun, Fire Pretty way. But I think I can fix the toilet. I just need a diagram and stuff.
I miss Powell's.
My problem is that I'm the sort of person who, with a book, or say, the internet, believes she can do anything described therein. Which leads to things like my trash can still being filthy with laser toner because my googlefu allows me to find service manuals when I really shouldn't have them and the subsequent dismantling of laser printers turns out to be ever so slightly more complicated than it looked in the picture.
The Reader's Digest book is very useful. I am also a big proponent of asking old dudes at hardware stores.
But you know, that's a mouthful, so it's easier to say, oh, I don't think of you as Japanese.
I don't think of you as Japanese. I think of you as a Cylon.
Lee,
I love the red one. LOVE it.
My problem is that I'm the sort of person who, with a book, or say, the internet, believes she can do anything described therein. Which leads to things like my trash can still being filthy with laser toner because my googlefu allows me to find service manuals when I really shouldn't have them and the subsequent dismantling of laser printers turns out to be ever so slightly more complicated than it looked in the picture.
What can possibly go wrong in this situation?
(Is this why people cringe when I mention that my uncle-in-law loves me best and bought me a creme brûlée torch? I am very safe with it.)
I'm getting a jigsaw for my birthday. Nothing could possibly go wrong.
Also, bt, ha, shows what you know. I am both Japanese AND a Cylon.
