Aug 19, 2005 19:02
Today was odd.
I got flashed, kissed by an old man and barked at by a dog called Princess.
The 'Flasher' (lol!) was a 50 year old man, who stupidly answered the door wearing a towel, which slipped when he took the mail off me. After getting an eyefull I scarpered, laughing my ass off.
OLD MAN *shudders* - It was his birthday. Plus he grabbed my wrist and dragged me towards him. Old people smell like death, urine and talcum powder.
The Dog Called Princess is a runty boarder collie which barks. A lot. At me. And the owners say "Oh, it's fine, she won't hurt you!" The amount of times I've heard that this week! I'm bloody sick of dogs! I refuse to walk into a garden where there's a dog running free. I don't care what the owner says, if it's out, they're not getting their mail.
I've been feeling a bit run down lately. I think it's the hot weather. It's so hard working in the heat. I get really tired, and I've been napping on the sofa for the past few days, which isn't good for my contact lenses. I hate waking up with squeaky & misty eyes. It takes ages for them to clear up aswell.
My car needs to go to the garage. Again. Apparantly my exhaust is "blowing." In girl-terms this means it's making a nasty grrrrrish sound, not unlike a motorbike. I'm dreading the bill. I'm so skint at the moment. I have to pay £100 off my credit card, £75 car insurance, about £100ish for Merlin, and £65 car tax! All in the next week! *cries*