A rant.
So, as quite a few of my LJ pals are aware, it’s been raining endlessly for a couple of weeks now here in the good ol’ NYC area. It’s disgusting. Today would be that same sort of day, so I chose to stay in and watch really awesomely bad 90s movies.
I’ve gone down to one of the local bodegas to grab something to eat or drink twice now. I’m not going to lie to you guys, I’m quite frumpy right now. Sweatshirt, flippies, no makeup, and my hair hasn’t been washed. I’m hot, y’all. Real smokin’ hot. And I mentioned it was raining, yes?
So the last thing I want to hear are cat calls from cars driving past and dudes muttering as I walk past “HEY BABY, I LIKE WHAT I SEE.”
Four times today. SERIOUSLY. I have been outside a grand total of fifteen minutes tops. I told the last guy to fuck off.
A word of advice to my male LJ friends. I’m sure you’re all fine upstanding members of society, but please pass a memo around to the rest of your sex:
Most. Girls. Don’t. Like. This.
That’s all. I’m gonna go be grumpy on the couch.
I’ve gone down to one of the local bodegas to grab something to eat or drink twice now. I’m not going to lie to you guys, I’m quite frumpy right now. Sweatshirt, flippies, no makeup, and my hair hasn’t been washed. I’m hot, y’all. Real smokin’ hot. And I mentioned it was raining, yes?
So the last thing I want to hear are cat calls from cars driving past and dudes muttering as I walk past “HEY BABY, I LIKE WHAT I SEE.”
Four times today. SERIOUSLY. I have been outside a grand total of fifteen minutes tops. I told the last guy to fuck off.
A word of advice to my male LJ friends. I’m sure you’re all fine upstanding members of society, but please pass a memo around to the rest of your sex:
Most. Girls. Don’t. Like. This.
That’s all. I’m gonna go be grumpy on the couch.