06/01/2026
My face is probably the thing that gets me into the most trouble. I can keep my thoughts to myself, avoid saying anything rude, and be perfectly polite, but the second my expression gets involved, the whole plan falls apart. Apparently, my face feels absolutely no obligation to cooperate with the rest of me. It’s like every emotion I have immediately files for public release without my permission. I really should work on having a better poker face, but at this point I’m starting to wonder if it’s just a Slavic trait. If you ever need to know exactly what I’m thinking, just look at my face for about two seconds.