my night out with a potential rapist, joy

has anyone else been called a Heathen lately?
no?
ha, you're missing out!
it is SO MUCH FUN!

outside of the cinema tonight there was some overly religious woman who clearly resented the fact that i told her I'm not religious. to her credit, this didn't deter her from trying to convert me (as if no one's tried before), to which i responded with a hearty laugh. soon i got bored and walked off with her calling me a heathen!

ha ha, twas amazing!

I'd love to see her face if i told her that I'd recently converted to Islam, next time i run into a half-crazed cross-junkie I'll try it.


anyway, i was at the cinema, on my way to see harry potter (shush!) with my dad (I forced him along XP) and i went to get us some drinks.

innocent enough.

however this seemingly ordinary event became not so ordinary when the girl serving me started acting a little...odd.
it was the adult showing, so I'm guessing she assumed i was 18 but she was quite obviously flirting.
winking and touching my hand...
it was both odd and flattering.


sigh, my first potential rapist, delighted.


so i went off, watched the film, didn't hate it, and came home. that's about it, bit an anti-climax to be honest. and that is basically all that's happened since my last post.

I've been to bored to do my promised experiment, but i did do an IQ test.

117, suck on THAT!

so feeling sustainably smug, relaxed, and attractive for once (even if only to cinema-counter lesbians) i shall leave this post for your enjoyment.

pip pip!