"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Like what?!"

"I asked you if you wanted ice cream and you looked at me like I was crazy."

"Does it look like a scowl? I don't mean to do it...I get that look because of my dad."

My dad was a heavy discipliner. The scowl Elzilla speaks of is the one my face naturally formed after years of extreme discipline my dad forced upon me, my brother and sister. It became so prevelant that when I'd have friends over the house they'd say, "Why do you always have this annoyed, pissed off look whenever your dad comes in the room." Well, because he annoyed me, and pissed me off [he was SO strict].

[When I think back to my childhood, I get really upset. I don't wanna be mad at my dad anymore, and this scowl is like a constant reminder of the way he was to me]

And no, I don't get annoyed at Elzilla or get pissed off at her [sometimes], I just don't know how to stop it. I mean, if I do it to her, I probably do this to everyone else.

Oh wait a minute!

Favorite officemate once said to me, "Why are you looking at me like that?" I'd say, "Like what?" and she'd make me tell her what I was thinking about, especially if it was about her, but I wouldn't be thinking about her, I just don't know why the hell I was looking at her with a scowl.

I need face therapy, man.

P.s.

El, is that the face I make? I took that picture thinking about the drumstick I wanted after we had thai food but you let John have it instead.
:P