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september 18, 2002 - 8:20 p.m.  How indie are you? test by ridethefader You're just too cool for school, aren't you? You're pretty narrow minded and opinionated with regards to music (and probably most other things as well). But you're allowed to be, because you really are better than everyone else. You take pride in obscurity. You probably prefer vinyl too, you elitist bitch.
hey, so much crap to get into. first, a little post script. carl avoided matt like the plague monday at work. until matt approched him, and basically threatened to beat the living shit out of him in the off chance we were ever anywhere in the same vicinity, and he thought to come anywhere near me. carl begged matt not to hurt him, and told him to offer me his apologies. i've run into his type before, and he would've been the same anywhere in any situation. these older men who think they can grab you in clubs, or bars, restrooms, etc. are so fucking wrong. just cuz it's a gay establishment doesn't mean it's some homo free for all. if i go to a "backroom", then that's one thing. if i'm just going to the can, then, no, you can't grab my ass as i walk by. i single out older men cuz in my experience, it's always been older men who've done that sort of thing. i've been in situations where a guy has brushed against me on the dancefloor, or whatever, but it was flirtatious. when someone waits til my back is to them, and when i turn around they "dissapear", then, it's not the same thing. am i crazy? matt came home, and told me about his run in with carl, and he apologized for the kajillionth time. i've told him over, and over that it's not his fault, and that at no time in the last few days have i been in any way upset with him. i really haven't. he feels so responsible. but, we talked, and i think it's better now. i'm a little weirded out by the fact that my boyfriend threatened someone on my behalf. sort of like i couldn't handle things myself, or something. i'm not a toughguy. although, when i'm mad there is no doubt about it. i guess i've been lucky cuz i've always gotten out of scrapes with a combination of attitude, and carefully chosen words. i'm just tough enough. i haven't fought with anyone in a few years. i don't miss it. i told matt not to do anything foolish to jeopardize his job. he said he waited as long as he did because he if he went up to carl any sooner, he probably woulda blasted him right there in the office. this from someone who's never done more than get into a shoving match in high school. i guess i unleash the animal in him. only kidding. when i told matt what i had done in the hallway, his eyes were like saucers. he was like, "REALLY?". i was all, "fuck yeah! fuck that guy." blah blah blah. i was pretty hot about it. it led to this frenzied bout of lovemaking. afterwards, he told me how he's never been in a fight. he was almost ashamed i think. he said something about not being as "tough" as me. i was like, oh baby, tough i'm not, okay. besides, i told him, who's gonna fuck with someone who looks like an angel, or a choirboy at least. i don't know. it's done, and i'm done. i just needed to put this out into the void, and get it off my chest. so, there. goodnight. |
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