obscene? or simply a good way to prevent choking?
a few years ago, mp went out with "the model." the model wasn't particularly great looking (as most models aren't), but she was filled with this earnest anxiety about being liked and respected by everyone. the way she tried to get there was by trying to wear the passions and interests of the people around her.
she was a sweet girl... the way candy corn is sweet-- cloying and disgusting after having too much. mp doesn't remember much about their date. what's left is a series of images and sounds that no longer fit together in any particular order....
except the moment when the model leaned across the table and critiqued something someone else said by proudly stating, "god. what a 'malaproperism.' "
