Bring it On: All Or Nothing. Though really there is a whole range of partial options lying between "all" and "nothing"

Hello all of you out there in the blogosphere. It's Saturday morning, my day off (woo) and I am sitting at home, having slept all morning, watching the wind dry my sheets (its doing a crap job) and pondering the mysteries of life. I have a little to report, mostly weird things that have happened to me lately.

Work is going well, I now have a crew, which is fabulous, and I'm very tired because I've been working hard (don't laugh) and didn't finish work until 11 last night because I valiantly stayed to help with the beer delivery, with my crew (which meant sitting around drinking beer and eating pizza and then letting the beer delivery guys in to unload the truck and getting paid). I have to go into work tomorrow even though it's Sunday which sucks BIG time. But at least I shall be paid. Ahh, money. How I dream of it.

Anyway, one really weird thing did happen to me the other day, right after I wrote my last blog entry. I went for a walk as it was a pleasant evening, and there were these 9 year old kids on the path. Ahh, thought I, the younger generation getting some fresh air and oxygen. And I felt quite benevolent towards them as I was having a nice evening. Until, that is, one of the little bastards (its in the Bible, it's ok to say) FLASHED me and the rest of them started yelling out sexually explicit comments to me (one of them offered me a sexual service which made me blush). I walked on much faster, feeling very annoyed. I mean, seriously, when I was there age I was still playing with barbies (I miss Barbie).

Then, on my way BACK form my walk (I went to the park and then came back) which group of miscreants should I stumble upon? You guessed right. They repeated their offers (by now I wanted to scream out "I'm not a pervert!! Get away from me!!") but I studiously ignored them, which got me this response from one of them:

"Look at her. She loves it."

All I could conclude is that these boys will end up as rapists. Seriously, someone needs to teach them that when someone pretends you don't exist, she doesn't love it. For real.

Anyway, I was pretty funny. Slightly scarring, but pretty funny. Not much else has been going on (work, eat, sleep, check out cute guys on the street, the usual). So I'm sorry if my blog is becoming boring for you all. Hopefully the next week at work will be exciting.

Until then, love Me.