(Yup, still alive. I sprained my ankle kind of badly on Saturday, I have to wear a splint, it's all very badass-looking. Apart from that, I'm doing good!)
Maybe it's just me, but I hate, hate, hate being hit on (in the flirtatious sense) in the street. It just makes me squirm. Talking to a random guy whose single preoccupation is to have sex with
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Do you mind if I point my girlfriend to this post? She'll probably be singing "Amen, sister!" at the top of her lungs
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Of course I don't mind! Go on ! :)
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And honestly, even if I could do it all online, I still wouldn't want to go to a job interview with a sprained ankle, if only because most of my serious-looking shoes (as opposed to my oh god so worn out but so comfortable shoes) aren't sprain-friendly. Or splint-friendly, for that matter. So I'll wait.
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or at least the porn mags and Maxim mags of the world tell them this is somewhat possible in this dimension...
You know, I never think about porn's influence on people (because, well, I never really think about porn, period), but that's a good point... I tend to forget not everyone has porny fanfiction as a reference.
As I was saying in my post, I tend to wear clothes that I think are nice but that just look geeky to the average non-geek, so I tend to naturally avoid the staring. It's really creepifying when it happens, though.
And thanks for the ankle advice! I'll make sure to follow it! ^^
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