Smiles

At Dragfest this year, one of the girls (actually a girl, dressed as a girl, go figure) wasn't smiling.
"What's with her?" Someone asked.
"Oh she's being sexy, so she's not smiling," said her friend.

To quote xkcd:

FUCK.
THAT.
SHIT.

Smiling is great. It's friendly, it's sexy, it's whatever. It makes the sun shine, or the clouds rain, if that's your thing. It's hard for me to smile 'cause of my face, so I don't do it too much. I try to get my eye-smile on, know what I mean?

Anyway. I can count a hojillion (it's like a billion but with more STIs) times a smile made my life better, but I'll just relate today's. I was on my way to Reid to get some dinner when, across the stepping stones, I ran into a kind-of crush who smiled at me. We stopped and talked, it was a very short interaction, but that smile was awesome.



getting smiled at on my way to food: ***