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"He said...I can smell your cunt..."
"I see. I myself, cannot."
Which, by the way, is a fantastic opening line when meeting new people. I thoroughly recommend it. Ah that movie is such an improvement on Thomas Harris' hideous books. His ideas are good but his writing style sucks ass.
Another good line, though not an opening one, is "What's the matter? Can't you speak? Or is your mouth all glued up with cunny juice?" (DDL....so fucking hot)
In any case, I am hyper tonight, M&M's and espresso and coke and still my heart isn't beating as terribly fast as it did on epiniphrin. I think I spelled that wrong. Don't ever take that stuff though,it gives you anxiety like a bitch.
Of course, another great thing to do with new people is let silence fall. I actually have no objections to silence whatsoever. I don't consider it rude, I just don't usually feel the pressure to speak (I say usually, because I work in retail and I am aware that I am supposed to fill the silence with customers. Heh. The structure of that sentence is wrong and now it sounds like I am filling silence *with* customers. Dork. Yes I know.)
Hmm. My space bar is sticky.
Heh. Shut up, Drea.
Silence makes other people talk though. They might think you're a bitch or a snob, but they keep on talking.My favorite is awkwardness about the local sports teams. As though I know or care. I also like when they babble, and suddenly, somehow, something horribly scary and conservative comes out. Oh I enjoy the silence then. Just letting the tension thicken so much it's as though their stupidity gets trapped in the air right in front of their face.
On the strange news front, scary dirty homeless guy from one of my jobs is apparently going to masturbate in a porno. Very unhot. I also have a new co worker at video hell, who is quick with the quotes and the silliness, and I think my brain has gotten lazy. He's giving me quite the mental workout. I could use the practice though.
Spent money on champs today. "Champ alright you, Pats?" "Lovely, Sweetie." "Shall we finish off the beluga or should we just have some smoked salmon and nibbly things?" "Whatever,Sweetie." "Allright we'll finish off the beluga."
oooh! Hannibal's about to crucify that guy and string up like a butterfly.
"I see. I myself, cannot."
Which, by the way, is a fantastic opening line when meeting new people. I thoroughly recommend it. Ah that movie is such an improvement on Thomas Harris' hideous books. His ideas are good but his writing style sucks ass.
Another good line, though not an opening one, is "What's the matter? Can't you speak? Or is your mouth all glued up with cunny juice?" (DDL....so fucking hot)
In any case, I am hyper tonight, M&M's and espresso and coke and still my heart isn't beating as terribly fast as it did on epiniphrin. I think I spelled that wrong. Don't ever take that stuff though,it gives you anxiety like a bitch.
Of course, another great thing to do with new people is let silence fall. I actually have no objections to silence whatsoever. I don't consider it rude, I just don't usually feel the pressure to speak (I say usually, because I work in retail and I am aware that I am supposed to fill the silence with customers. Heh. The structure of that sentence is wrong and now it sounds like I am filling silence *with* customers. Dork. Yes I know.)
Hmm. My space bar is sticky.
Heh. Shut up, Drea.
Silence makes other people talk though. They might think you're a bitch or a snob, but they keep on talking.My favorite is awkwardness about the local sports teams. As though I know or care. I also like when they babble, and suddenly, somehow, something horribly scary and conservative comes out. Oh I enjoy the silence then. Just letting the tension thicken so much it's as though their stupidity gets trapped in the air right in front of their face.
On the strange news front, scary dirty homeless guy from one of my jobs is apparently going to masturbate in a porno. Very unhot. I also have a new co worker at video hell, who is quick with the quotes and the silliness, and I think my brain has gotten lazy. He's giving me quite the mental workout. I could use the practice though.
Spent money on champs today. "Champ alright you, Pats?" "Lovely, Sweetie." "Shall we finish off the beluga or should we just have some smoked salmon and nibbly things?" "Whatever,Sweetie." "Allright we'll finish off the beluga."
oooh! Hannibal's about to crucify that guy and string up like a butterfly.
