Secret Sorrows of Josaphine B.
Got asked out on a date whilst at the library today by a man that was at least 30 years old. Conversation went like this:
(I'm standing there looking for some books down one of the isles with an arm full of books and movies)
Man: So you can check out movies here?
Me: Yea, they are right over there (I motion to the left).
Man: So you working on a college project or something?
Me: No, just checking out some books.
Man: Oh so you're in collge
Me: Yea
Man: Sorry, I just think you are really cute and I was wondering if you wanted to go get some coffee sometime.
Me:...Oh...no sorry.
(Man turns away looking awkward and walks off. I continue with my searching).
Then when I got home I was asked out by 3, Yes 3, random creepsters online (I never get online, what are my chances?) that found me off of facebook. Two were creepy as hell, one was hot and black but none the less creepy and wouldn't let me go. Lives in Portland and wanted my phone number. I gave him some excuses and he was like why do you have to go? Where are you going? When will you get back on? So I just signed off. What a crazy.
I'm thinking the blonde hair was the catalyst.
So full from delicious roast beast dinner that my mom made. Cannot eat anything in a couple hours but I'm so tired I'm just going to go to bed. My anesthesiologist called my house tonight to make sure I didn't have any questions. How nice I thought. Feel slightly better.
Knitted another scarf today. It is turquoise and patterned. Bought fabric and purse handles to make a knitting bad tomorrow. The kind that are big and open with dowels on the top with big wooden handles (except mine are shiny and black and plastic). The outside is a suit tweed gray fabric (I don't like commas) and the lining is a great green satiny fabric. Very excited. Shall be lovely. Aunt is helping me make it. Am an official KNITTER now.
I'm scared. Switch some letters around and I'm sacred. Don't hurt me. Please.
Bought some shoes and bras today to make myself feel better.
I really had to pee when I started this and now I don't so much. Funny.
(I'm standing there looking for some books down one of the isles with an arm full of books and movies)
Man: So you can check out movies here?
Me: Yea, they are right over there (I motion to the left).
Man: So you working on a college project or something?
Me: No, just checking out some books.
Man: Oh so you're in collge
Me: Yea
Man: Sorry, I just think you are really cute and I was wondering if you wanted to go get some coffee sometime.
Me:...Oh...no sorry.
(Man turns away looking awkward and walks off. I continue with my searching).
Then when I got home I was asked out by 3, Yes 3, random creepsters online (I never get online, what are my chances?) that found me off of facebook. Two were creepy as hell, one was hot and black but none the less creepy and wouldn't let me go. Lives in Portland and wanted my phone number. I gave him some excuses and he was like why do you have to go? Where are you going? When will you get back on? So I just signed off. What a crazy.
I'm thinking the blonde hair was the catalyst.
So full from delicious roast beast dinner that my mom made. Cannot eat anything in a couple hours but I'm so tired I'm just going to go to bed. My anesthesiologist called my house tonight to make sure I didn't have any questions. How nice I thought. Feel slightly better.
Knitted another scarf today. It is turquoise and patterned. Bought fabric and purse handles to make a knitting bad tomorrow. The kind that are big and open with dowels on the top with big wooden handles (except mine are shiny and black and plastic). The outside is a suit tweed gray fabric (I don't like commas) and the lining is a great green satiny fabric. Very excited. Shall be lovely. Aunt is helping me make it. Am an official KNITTER now.
I'm scared. Switch some letters around and I'm sacred. Don't hurt me. Please.
Bought some shoes and bras today to make myself feel better.
I really had to pee when I started this and now I don't so much. Funny.