hobbit_feets: (w&i || i'm a voodoo child)
Ok, mould I can deal with.  Vaguely disgusting, yes.  Unhygienic, yes.  A sign that the dishes really need to be done, yes.  But easy to deal with.  No problem.  What I cannot deal with is finding fruit fly pupae in my fucking dirty dishes.

*flail*

So disgusting, oh my god.  That pot got a scrub with the steel wool and run under boiling water until the tiniest microbe would have given up the ghost and died a horrible death.  Ew.  Ew ew ew.  Note to self: never allow that to happen again.

hobbit_feets: (w&i || i'm a voodoo child)
Ok, mould I can deal with.  Vaguely disgusting, yes.  Unhygienic, yes.  A sign that the dishes really need to be done, yes.  But easy to deal with.  No problem.  What I cannot deal with is finding fruit fly pupae in my fucking dirty dishes.

*flail*

So disgusting, oh my god.  That pot got a scrub with the steel wool and run under boiling water until the tiniest microbe would have given up the ghost and died a horrible death.  Ew.  Ew ew ew.  Note to self: never allow that to happen again.

hobbit_feets: (icons || with a really big feather)
Some of you have heard about this, because I texted you yesterday in all caps, saying 'MOST AWKWARD PHONE CONVERSATION OF MY LIFE, MY GOD.'   Some of you have not, and it is for your sake- and for my own, and the sake of posterity- that I'm cobbling together this transcript, because it really is just that fucking bizarre.

(The scene opens.)

(Picture, if you will, a girl at work, at five o'clock on a Tuesday evening.  The girl is me, CULLY, and the work is Old Time Photo, one of those joints where you dress up in period costume and have people take faux-serious pictures of you.   CULLY is accompanied by various COWORKERS
, all hanging about by the end of the counter, mending costumes and making conversation to pass the time.)

(The phone rings.  CULLY goes to answer it.)

CULLY: Professor Bellows' Old Time Photo, how may I help you?

(A very manly voice (hereafter known as KATHERINE) sounds on the other end of the line.)

KATHERINE: Hello, my name's Katherine, and I wanted to ask you some questions.

CULLY: By all means, please do.

KATHERINE: I was wondering... if it would be possible for you to do erotic or nude photography.

it gets worse from here, trust me )

I have no clue if it was a prank call, or if it genuinely was a transsexual attempting to initiate phonesex with me whilst I was at work, but MY GOD.  Hilarious.  Awkward as fuck, but my god if it didn't just make my day.  Seriously, I cannot say that I have ever had a conversation remotely like that before, ever.  I was hysterical with laughter as I attempted to relate the story to my coworkers, all of whom had been eyeing me curiously for the duration of the conversation that they'd overheard. 

SERIOUSLY.  Wow.  Just wow.

hobbit_feets: (icons || with a really big feather)
Some of you have heard about this, because I texted you yesterday in all caps, saying 'MOST AWKWARD PHONE CONVERSATION OF MY LIFE, MY GOD.'   Some of you have not, and it is for your sake- and for my own, and the sake of posterity- that I'm cobbling together this transcript, because it really is just that fucking bizarre.

(The scene opens.)

(Picture, if you will, a girl at work, at five o'clock on a Tuesday evening.  The girl is me, CULLY, and the work is Old Time Photo, one of those joints where you dress up in period costume and have people take faux-serious pictures of you.   CULLY is accompanied by various COWORKERS
, all hanging about by the end of the counter, mending costumes and making conversation to pass the time.)

(The phone rings.  CULLY goes to answer it.)

CULLY: Professor Bellows' Old Time Photo, how may I help you?

(A very manly voice (hereafter known as KATHERINE) sounds on the other end of the line.)

KATHERINE: Hello, my name's Katherine, and I wanted to ask you some questions.

CULLY: By all means, please do.

KATHERINE: I was wondering... if it would be possible for you to do erotic or nude photography.

it gets worse from here, trust me )

I have no clue if it was a prank call, or if it genuinely was a transsexual attempting to initiate phonesex with me whilst I was at work, but MY GOD.  Hilarious.  Awkward as fuck, but my god if it didn't just make my day.  Seriously, I cannot say that I have ever had a conversation remotely like that before, ever.  I was hysterical with laughter as I attempted to relate the story to my coworkers, all of whom had been eyeing me curiously for the duration of the conversation that they'd overheard. 

SERIOUSLY.  Wow.  Just wow.

hobbit_feets: (Not a Preacherman)
Why on earth do people insist upon having serious, private conversations in the kitchen, of all places?  It is a public area, people walk in and out of there all the time- it's not the sort of place one would exactly want to spill one's soul and all the rest of it!  Furthermore, if you're not the person having said conversation and you want to use the kitchen for something, it becomes incredibly awkward, and immediately you biff off and don't get done whatever it was you wanted to do, because you don't want to intrude on a couple having a serious moment. 

Wtf?  Just... use your room!
hobbit_feets: (Not a Preacherman)
Why on earth do people insist upon having serious, private conversations in the kitchen, of all places?  It is a public area, people walk in and out of there all the time- it's not the sort of place one would exactly want to spill one's soul and all the rest of it!  Furthermore, if you're not the person having said conversation and you want to use the kitchen for something, it becomes incredibly awkward, and immediately you biff off and don't get done whatever it was you wanted to do, because you don't want to intrude on a couple having a serious moment. 

Wtf?  Just... use your room!
hobbit_feets: (Clever)

Hugh Laurie has incredibly beautiful legs.  Very shapely.  His ankles and calves are absolutely gorgeous.

Observe, for example, this video- especially when he stands up at the end.  Hot damn, that man knows how to wear heels.

I just felt like pointing that out.

*goes to cower in a corner*

hobbit_feets: (Clever)

Hugh Laurie has incredibly beautiful legs.  Very shapely.  His ankles and calves are absolutely gorgeous.

Observe, for example, this video- especially when he stands up at the end.  Hot damn, that man knows how to wear heels.

I just felt like pointing that out.

*goes to cower in a corner*

hobbit_feets: (Rain)
Well, I'm not entirely sure how I feel about this... my roommate is no longer my roommate, on account of the fact that she was 'too uncomfortable' with my being bisexual.  *sigh*  I mean, I certainly don't want to room with someone who's going to be awkward around me because of my sexual orientation, but I can't help but feel insulted that she gave that more weight than who I actually am.  And we've talked a few times, we've been e-mailing back and forth, but find out that I'm bi, and whooo- we can't have that now, can we?  

I feel a bit like I've been dumped.  Or rejected.  Or something to that effect.  Well, maybe my new roommate will end up being a lesbian, and we'll fall madly in love and get married in Amsterdam.  Or, y'know, not. 
hobbit_feets: (Rain)
Well, I'm not entirely sure how I feel about this... my roommate is no longer my roommate, on account of the fact that she was 'too uncomfortable' with my being bisexual.  *sigh*  I mean, I certainly don't want to room with someone who's going to be awkward around me because of my sexual orientation, but I can't help but feel insulted that she gave that more weight than who I actually am.  And we've talked a few times, we've been e-mailing back and forth, but find out that I'm bi, and whooo- we can't have that now, can we?  

I feel a bit like I've been dumped.  Or rejected.  Or something to that effect.  Well, maybe my new roommate will end up being a lesbian, and we'll fall madly in love and get married in Amsterdam.  Or, y'know, not. 

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