Wednesday, October 15, 2008

In happier news ...

After my last post, I was feeling a little negative and aggro, not something I like to be.

So, I would just like to report that I have a new running buddy. He's everything I could ask for. Energetic, friendly, tireless, and can run in a straight line ... sort of.

His name is Fry, named for:

He can already run 3.5 miles with me and usually only has to stop and poop once, which is sometimes less than me.

He can also be used for crucial cuddle therapy ...

... and his snaggle tooth is not only aerodynamic but also makes a killer can opener.

So even when life isn't all hugs and flowers, I'm psyched that I have both of these dudes to come home to every night.

Monday, October 13, 2008

Flipping the &%$# out

*I edited out the bad words.

Yesterday, my sister and I were going over to my dad's for his birthday and we had about 45 minutes before our ferry left (he lives on an island) so we decided to go for a run while we waited since I had run to the ferry and she had her running stuff with her.

We set out running along the downtown Seattle waterfront. We cannot run ONE *$&^ING BLOCK without some *##hole harassing us, honking at us or even grabbing at us. We were kind of joking about it but it was really starting to bug both of us.

So we get back to the ferry terminal and we're waiting to cross the road back to the terminal and this guy gets right up next to us and was like "how far did you run" we ignored him and crossed the road. He starts following us and asks again "how far did you run." we ask him to leave us alone and he kind of gets right up in our faces and is like "oh, I guess it wasn't that far then." My sister then snapped at him "you know, we really don't feel like being hit on right now." Then, right as she's saying that these two other dudes descend on us and start harassing us and grabbing at my arm. We continue to walk away and then the guy who grabbed at me said something else, I wish I could remember what it was but it was *@&%ing lewd and degrading.

I snapped, I totally (*@%ing snapped and charged the guy with closed fists until I was about 2 inches from his face and yelled at him for about 30 seconds while he was kind of cowering in the corner of the hallway we were in that goes up into the ferry terminal. I told him that I am so *&%@ing sick of *#&%ing dumb *&@holes thinking that they can say whatever the *&#$ they want to me and try to cut me down and degrade me just to make them and their ____________ feel bigger. I told him to stay the *&@$ away from me and my sister and to *(#& the *&#@ off. I don't think I've ever used more foul language in my life.

After I yelled at him I turned around and walked away with my sister. The best part, while I was flipping out on the dude, the other dude who had been bugging us about how far we had ran tried to hit on my sister AGAIN.

Even though I was proud of myself for standing up to this jerk, I spent the rest of the night feeling totally small.

In conclusion, FTW