I have a weird love for cat shaped German licorice. I just finished a bag of Katjes Katzen Pfotchen which are “paws” and delicious. Now I am onto Haribo Katinchen. Chewier and cat shaped.. but also with bows around their necks and standing up like a person would. huh. But after this bag I will start my favorite… Katjes Kinder. Its harder and lasts longer. Why am I writing about licorice cats?
Anyway, I got asked out today. haha. I was at work (The Whole), putting up posters on the pillars with wallpaper paint. This guy a couple years older than me comes over and we awkwardly talk for a couple of minutes. He asks me questions, but doesn’t elaborate once I answer them… he just moves onto the next one on what feels like a checklist. Eventually he gives me complement, telling me he likes my shirt and that it looks pretty good on me. (Note to men: try and not say pretty good, to me it really makes it sound more like “adequate” than if you were to just say “it looks good”). He then follows up with asking me if I’d like to go get coffee sometime this week — it’s a nice gesture and I’m not trying to make (much) fun of him, it is just this end part that is so weird to me: I tell him that actually, I have a boyfriend that I’ve been with for a year now, so no, but thanks and I’m flattered. But then he just walks away. Not even a “thats cool, have a nice day”… he just leaves.
Only thing I can remember from my dream last night is that I, along with three others, was hovering in a lying down position about a foot above a hilly road and flying down it like it were a luge. (no sled though).
Ah, early class tomorrow. spectacular spectacular.
