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Today, I was hit on by a 16 year old while buying an ice cream cone.
After work I was hot, and generally cranky so I decided the only thing on the planet that would make me not kill something immediatly was a scoop of mint chocolate chip. So I drove half an hour to an ice cream shop, which not only did not have mint chocolate chip, it had no other normal flavors either. Bitterly I went with raspberry, which when handed to me, was white with a faint purple swirl in it. *blink*.
Anyway, after the 12 year old who was working at the place handed me my cone, previously mentioned 16 year old piped up, "What flavor did ya get?"
I paused, looked at him, and then looked around myself, sure he was speaking to someone else, only to see that I was the only other person standing there. I then looked at said boy and replied, "Raspberry. I think."
He then gave me a look that was sort of a smarmy grin/head nod which resembled some under-praticed macking technique that would require a lot more developing in years to come, whilst replying, "So, you live around here?"
Alarmed, I twitched a little, crammed some ice cream into my face, gave a little nod that could have meant yes/no/bloody well anything, and scurried away.
**
Aside from that, I watched fireworks on a boat with Kalena and Co. Saturday at the beach house. It was the closest I think I've ever been to fireworks of that size, and my ears are still ringing.
Ethan will be visiting tomorrow or the fourth and who knows what Mayhem will come of that. My boss will also be leaving for two weeks some time soon, so there may be an opportunity for me to scurry down to P-town/Maine to visit some lovies, so I'll keep you all updated. SWEET NELLY I need a vacation. This 6 days a week crap is murder.
<3 <3
<3 <3
After work I was hot, and generally cranky so I decided the only thing on the planet that would make me not kill something immediatly was a scoop of mint chocolate chip. So I drove half an hour to an ice cream shop, which not only did not have mint chocolate chip, it had no other normal flavors either. Bitterly I went with raspberry, which when handed to me, was white with a faint purple swirl in it. *blink*.
Anyway, after the 12 year old who was working at the place handed me my cone, previously mentioned 16 year old piped up, "What flavor did ya get?"
I paused, looked at him, and then looked around myself, sure he was speaking to someone else, only to see that I was the only other person standing there. I then looked at said boy and replied, "Raspberry. I think."
He then gave me a look that was sort of a smarmy grin/head nod which resembled some under-praticed macking technique that would require a lot more developing in years to come, whilst replying, "So, you live around here?"
Alarmed, I twitched a little, crammed some ice cream into my face, gave a little nod that could have meant yes/no/bloody well anything, and scurried away.
**
Aside from that, I watched fireworks on a boat with Kalena and Co. Saturday at the beach house. It was the closest I think I've ever been to fireworks of that size, and my ears are still ringing.
Ethan will be visiting tomorrow or the fourth and who knows what Mayhem will come of that. My boss will also be leaving for two weeks some time soon, so there may be an opportunity for me to scurry down to P-town/Maine to visit some lovies, so I'll keep you all updated. SWEET NELLY I need a vacation. This 6 days a week crap is murder.
<3 <3
<3 <3