while in the warmth of a tomb...i was thinking to presume.....there was nothing in bloom

butt fucking mangina.

the funk aint' passin. i blame the coincidence of green pills and the most gorgeous full moon i've seen in a while, but this introspective "blah"ness has to go fucking go.

weekend wasn't anything spectacular. like all good things my short attention span self has kind of gotten bored with the local bar scene, or i guess the idea of driving out somewhere to sit, people watch, be a tard, and drink. in the end, though, what else is there to do?

anyway, it seems that a few people i know have taken a vested interested in my love life. last weekend sully walked up to a guy i mentioned was cute and said "have you met my big tittied friend?".......and yesterday, i arrive to the bithday bore of the week and mike is like "i found a guy for you." gevalt.

in other news, i seemingly have pissed off one of the construction workers that is now working right in front of my apartment building. while i was walking to class on friday at 11, one of the construction workers was on the phone, and as i stood there waiting for cars to stop going by i overheard: "i love this job, you know? especially when pretty girls walk by!" so i looked over at him, and what does he do? wink. and then he says into his phone "oh yea, she's gorgeous. dark hair...dark skin....skirt, high heels, nice tank top..."

....un-fucking believable...

so i casually take a few steps closer to him and say "you've got to be fucking kidding me. if you think that's clever, coy, flattering, or whatever, you're a fucking idiot"....and walked my way across the street. went to class, talked about the senate hearing for roberts blah blah blah, met some friends for lunch downtown....and then, as i'm walking back from juju's to my apartment...these two guys in a big ol' bull dozer thing start cat calling while at the red light on e. 14th. stupid me looks around like "who the fuck are they doing that to", and then i realize, save for a few women on the other side, i'm the only chick waiting to cross. i look at them perplexed...and realize the guy driving is the same asshole that was on the goddamn phone....light changes color....they drive off, i continue to walk...

and then i approach my building, where the chauvenistic men with no game congregate for strategic work purposes. the fucker who was on the phone was standing there having a cigarette, and i was waiting to finish mine..so i stood in the doorway, and he walks up to me.

"you should be flattered that a guy thought you were hot enough to brag about to his friend"
"umm, excuse me?"
"i'm saying you should be a little more appreciative of what i did then telling me i'm a fucking idiot"
"i should be appreciative of some asshole with a hard hat describing me to someone on the phone and using the quantifier of gorgeous? yes. you're right. nothing makes me feel more sexy than hoots, hollers, and feeling like a peice of meat. thank you so much!"
"if i thought you were meat, i would have commented on your giant knockers"
"like you just did? thanks."
"we should go out sometime. i like you"
"awww you do?"
"yea. you got spunk."
"and you want to add some of your spunk to it, huh?"
"you bet. so what do you say?"
"i say no fucking way would i ever even contemplate going out with a guy who thinks i should be thankful he objectified me in the first place, and who, above all else, has the audacity to fucking tell me i need to be thankful. class, tact, wit..you lack them all, and even if your dick was gold encrusted and diamonds shot out of it...i wouldn't even let you touch me, let alone go on a date with me. now, if you continue talking to me and don't let me finish my cigarette in peace, i will walk over to that cop, say you are harassing me and trying to expose your wee little privates to me, and get you a nice misdemeanor on your record, which would, i'm sure, translate to you losing your nice little cushy union job."

smart boy..he walked away....

but he wasn't done with me yet. noooooo...he somehow figured out i'm in 306, and proceeded to throw shit at my window ALL afternoon.

see what tomorrow has in store for me! you men are so mature sometimes!