I had a nice day off!
Spent most of it just walking around window shopping after finally, utterly and completely dropping out of my stupid post-grad and handing in some supporting documents to SATAC for my application to TAFE. It felt so weird going onto campus and thinking about how I associate the place with all things torturous and terrible (like iron maidens, the rack, hot pitch, hunchbacks wearing black hoods and lecturers who can't write assignment questions to save their miserable skins)...but no more!
Then I went to the markets and bought some extra stinky cheeses...when I was sitting on a bench waiting to catch the bus home, a very little and gentle looking old lady came and sat down next to me. I smiled at her and she proceeded to clean out her teeth using her fingernails and make these grunts that went something like: "ahunnnpha, ahunnnpha". I thought to myself, okay, this is alright, she's harmless, I'll just sit here and mind my own....then I looked down at her hands in her lap and she was holding a great big friggen KNIFE!! I very calmly picked up my bags and slowly walked away....
Spent most of it just walking around window shopping after finally, utterly and completely dropping out of my stupid post-grad and handing in some supporting documents to SATAC for my application to TAFE. It felt so weird going onto campus and thinking about how I associate the place with all things torturous and terrible (like iron maidens, the rack, hot pitch, hunchbacks wearing black hoods and lecturers who can't write assignment questions to save their miserable skins)...but no more!
Then I went to the markets and bought some extra stinky cheeses...when I was sitting on a bench waiting to catch the bus home, a very little and gentle looking old lady came and sat down next to me. I smiled at her and she proceeded to clean out her teeth using her fingernails and make these grunts that went something like: "ahunnnpha, ahunnnpha". I thought to myself, okay, this is alright, she's harmless, I'll just sit here and mind my own....then I looked down at her hands in her lap and she was holding a great big friggen KNIFE!! I very calmly picked up my bags and slowly walked away....
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Ok, I will only serialize a story in my journal if it can be about torture devices.