Sunday, February 20, 2005

Let's get personal

I love my personal space. No one should enter this space unless approved by me prior to first attempt. Saturday night I was happily listening to Redshirt play and really getting into the music when some dumbass boy decides to invade. The music is loud and you have to get close to hear, which is fine. But must you press your whole icky body into mine to talk to me? Yuck! Get away from me you loser! Especially when you think I'm the girlfriend of a guy in the band. Why would you do that?? Can't you just lean your head in and yell a little more? Why oh why must you touch me and creep me out? So I take two steps away and ignore everything else you're saying. Do you understand? That's what I thought.

Posted by Maple :: 11:26 AM :: 0 Comments:

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