Sep. 29th, 2005

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Ok, the next few entries will be about vague little things that nagged at me to post on them...

They are the weird inner working of my mind, and no matter how trivial they seem, keep in mind that I actually have stewed over these things for weeks...
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So, a little while back, I was walking home from the subway, and there were two kids, maybe 8 or 9 years old on bikes that were turning towards me. Apparently, I was slightly in the way, and rather than saying "excuse me" or (perhaps more likely) "get the fuck out of the way you cracker asshole", he barked at me. Not like nonsensical loud grunt barking, but bark like a dog barking. Like, uncannily like a dog. I was too dumbfounded to say anything as the kid rode away on his bike. Since then, I've had a few thoughts about what I will do if I find myself in that situation again.

So, should I:

a) Let it slide.*
b) yell at him something like "use your words tard boy! You don't want people thinking you ride the short bus, do you?"
c) bark right back at him. **


* not fucking likely.
**keep in mind, I can bark very convincingly...
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Ok, so as I was riding the subway to Eli's a week ago, I saw this guy get on the train. He was about 45 or so, and was wearing clothes that I can safely say probably came directly from my closet. And he was wearing them exactly as I would have. And he looked good in them. For a second, I felt good, thinking "Oh! So that's what I sorta look like". Then I was slightly disturbed by the fact that a middle aged guy was wearing my clothes and looking good in them. What does that say about how I dress? Do I wear the same clothes as middle aged men? Am I already an old fart?

I'm not kidding, I actually think this way.

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