It's 2am as I begin this one.
Summer appears to have started in England. For the last few days I've woken up cold only to step outside and feel warmth spread through me like a cloud of happiness. I thrive on summer, and live for days like yesterday. I fell asleep in the sun listening to the countless crows screeching in the trees opposite my house. When I awoke the freckles on my nose and shoulders had deepened, making me look more like the summer version of myself, and creating a happiness within me unmarred by the outside influences of what is going on in my life at the moment.
Despite all my good intentions, it seems that my destiny is to grapple with situations that leave me feeling that people are appalling, repellent creatures. Creatures who create situations to suit their own needs, who lie to watch others fall.
A few days ago I laid my head down for a quick cat nap in the afternoon. Upon waking I felt an intense and sickening pain in my lower right gut. The pain got worse and worse until I was crying. (I have not cried from physical pain in years.) I called the doctor, thinking perhaps it was my appendix. The doctor had no answers for me; I had no fever. By morning it had ceased.
So the other day as I was strolling through the wonderful town centre that is Bedford, I was a little shocked to be addressed by a young man attempting to get people to play paint-ball. I'm used to cold sellers, I even was one for a very short period, and usually I just keep my head down and keep walking. However, with this guy, I ended up walking past him staring at him with my mouth hanging open. All because of what he said to me.
"You look like a bit of fun."
Wow. I look like a... wow. Someone really needs to teach that boy techniques on cold selling, because that just seemed like he was either trying to hit on me, or didn't really know what he was saying. I was totally torn between being angry and amused, and I'm fairly certain my face twisted into some kind of grimace. So I thought back on the times people have said strange things to me, and wondered if others have been accosted in similar ways. Call it "possibly accidental but also possibly not awkward things to say to strangers". As there was another time in my life where I was walking and someone leaned out of his car and screamed,
"It's just another manic Monday!"
Some others I've had from strangers (especially pertaining to being British) recently:
"You're British? You're lying, your teeth are too good."
"Did you fall into a bucket of bleach?"
"Why are you drinking coffee? British people don't like coffee."
Guy in bar hands me a rose. "I couldn't help but buy this for the prettiest lady here." He then blushes and runs, literally, runs, away.
"You're laid back, rude, and sometimes slightly ditzy. How are you British?"
"Can I draw a cat face on you?"
Stranger doing the dance as we bump into each other in the street, fails to actually bump me; "Well that's disappointing."
When I was a teenager:
"Holy crap that's scary!"
"Are you Wednesday Adams?"
"Are you trying to sell me something? GOD I hope so."
And of course, the ever popular
"Are those tattoos real?" NO I DRAW THEM ON EVERY DAY!
I'm currently watching Rob Dyke live with Matthew Santoro. Very amusing. While we're on that topic this happened the other day.
That's what the shirt is from. I'm gonna continue plugging this dude cos he's funny, and also very nice to me, which is definitely needed right now.
Checking out some of Matt's stuff I'll start posting him too.
Really enjoying this song right now, I can't remember if I already posted it and I cannot be fucking bothered to click and check. So here.
What am I watching? Oh the usual.
Game of Thrones
Once Upon a Time
Hannibal
Picdump for the week.
Summer appears to have started in England. For the last few days I've woken up cold only to step outside and feel warmth spread through me like a cloud of happiness. I thrive on summer, and live for days like yesterday. I fell asleep in the sun listening to the countless crows screeching in the trees opposite my house. When I awoke the freckles on my nose and shoulders had deepened, making me look more like the summer version of myself, and creating a happiness within me unmarred by the outside influences of what is going on in my life at the moment.
Despite all my good intentions, it seems that my destiny is to grapple with situations that leave me feeling that people are appalling, repellent creatures. Creatures who create situations to suit their own needs, who lie to watch others fall.
A few days ago I laid my head down for a quick cat nap in the afternoon. Upon waking I felt an intense and sickening pain in my lower right gut. The pain got worse and worse until I was crying. (I have not cried from physical pain in years.) I called the doctor, thinking perhaps it was my appendix. The doctor had no answers for me; I had no fever. By morning it had ceased.
So the other day as I was strolling through the wonderful town centre that is Bedford, I was a little shocked to be addressed by a young man attempting to get people to play paint-ball. I'm used to cold sellers, I even was one for a very short period, and usually I just keep my head down and keep walking. However, with this guy, I ended up walking past him staring at him with my mouth hanging open. All because of what he said to me.
"You look like a bit of fun."
Wow. I look like a... wow. Someone really needs to teach that boy techniques on cold selling, because that just seemed like he was either trying to hit on me, or didn't really know what he was saying. I was totally torn between being angry and amused, and I'm fairly certain my face twisted into some kind of grimace. So I thought back on the times people have said strange things to me, and wondered if others have been accosted in similar ways. Call it "possibly accidental but also possibly not awkward things to say to strangers". As there was another time in my life where I was walking and someone leaned out of his car and screamed,
"It's just another manic Monday!"
Some others I've had from strangers (especially pertaining to being British) recently:
"You're British? You're lying, your teeth are too good."
"Did you fall into a bucket of bleach?"
"Why are you drinking coffee? British people don't like coffee."
Guy in bar hands me a rose. "I couldn't help but buy this for the prettiest lady here." He then blushes and runs, literally, runs, away.
"You're laid back, rude, and sometimes slightly ditzy. How are you British?"
"Can I draw a cat face on you?"
Stranger doing the dance as we bump into each other in the street, fails to actually bump me; "Well that's disappointing."
When I was a teenager:
"Holy crap that's scary!"
"Are you Wednesday Adams?"
"Are you trying to sell me something? GOD I hope so."
And of course, the ever popular
"Are those tattoos real?" NO I DRAW THEM ON EVERY DAY!
I'm currently watching Rob Dyke live with Matthew Santoro. Very amusing. While we're on that topic this happened the other day.
That's what the shirt is from. I'm gonna continue plugging this dude cos he's funny, and also very nice to me, which is definitely needed right now.
Checking out some of Matt's stuff I'll start posting him too.
Really enjoying this song right now, I can't remember if I already posted it and I cannot be fucking bothered to click and check. So here.
What am I watching? Oh the usual.
Game of Thrones
Once Upon a Time
Hannibal
Picdump for the week.
Still selling artwork, you know the spiel, go go go. Tattoos, paintings, sketches, vector art, whateveryouwant.
Favourite sets in MR since April 25th ARE (and there are a lot of them this week)... *drumroll*
Rlei - The Blue Babylon
Tais - Golden Girl
Riae - Soft Lace
Felynx - Book of Runes
PhasiaSuicide - After Party
lindseyjennings - From New York
Then of course in FIVE DAYS!!!!!!!!!1111!!!!111!!!111ONE! My set Hang Tough (by Miro) is going into Member Review. Final preview!
Shortly after I'll have another one (by Chocolat), which I'll just spoiler for this week cos I want the focus on Hang Tough.
As usual, SG, thank you for reading, and I hope you enjoyed this week's episode of "Hi I Can't Decide What Mood I'm In"!
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