Bekah says, "Yo" now. And Grimes says, "I want Dunkin'Donas (in a thick Latino accent)" I say, "Yess...Pleassee..." in a very Bekah-esk way, and continue to expand my repertoire of accents and versatile mannerisms the more I live here.
It's what happens when people live together. No matter how different you are, you pick up each other's mannerisms, facial expressions and internalize peices of their personalities--so that when you bump into a friend of a friend's on Cabot St. they say, "that sounded just like Mat Schetne" or "you're starting to talk like Nick Hanlon."
It's what happens when you mock one another so much that you adopt that very thing that used to amuse you about him, about her--so that what used to be David mocking me has now turned into his own urban twang: "Gurlchild, please." "Oh no you didn't."
Good Things on Mondays
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My friend Catherine had an idea this morning: use Mondays as a day to
remember and look forward to Good Things. As one of the many who has a
normal workday...
What's funny about this is I can see and hear it happening, but I haven't noticed anyone acting or talking like me... Is it just easier to see what others are like than what you yourself are like?
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