Sunday, October 31, 2004

 There are some really messed up people in this world. Some even crazy and psychotic (stop looking at me)... who actually go out in public in the middle of the day (no, seriously, stop). On my walk back from the train station, there was some grungy raggedy guy sitting on a park bench, clearly out of his mind, who was talking to himself. You know, random incoherent things. And every time a girl walked by him, he would pay special attention. The two girls that were in front of me got whistled at. Nothing for me... or rather... I thought I lucked out until he made a comment right after I passed him - a lewd comment (from the little bit that I could hear clearly) that, if uttered by the boyfriend, might have gotten him some. Such is the way on the SlipperySlope, but definitely not in the Real World. So the question: is it better to be the target of a vulgar whistle or an obscene comment?

Oh, and Happy Halloween to everyone. I will be sitting in the apartment with the lights out, watching Desperate Housewives, fangirling, and eating all the candy that would have gone to any kids knocking on our door... if I weren't so extremely lazy and anti-social.

|| posted by Pooh at 3:19 PM ... ||

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