I-AM-DARK-HEART!

I'M WATCHING THE CARE BEARS MOVIES RIGHT NOW, DON'T JUDGE ME.  /endcapslock

Brooklyn is under a tornado watch?  What the fuck, guys.  And now it's all overcast-looking.  I took a walk earlier but I only like to walk when it's beautiful and sunny; walking when it's cloudy is just depressing to me.

Why are the Care Bears in a boat?  Why is there a giant talking star?  Why are fireworks coming of of their bellies? This movie made way more sense when I was 5. 

Yesterday I walked all the way to the Botanic Garden.  On my way back I ran into Jeremy, which was just too funny - he and I have been trying to coordinate schedules and find time to hang out for awhile now, to no avail.  And then by chance we run into each other (in the middle of an intersection, to boot).  We walked through Prospect Park, catching up on life (I feel like I've been doing a lot of that lately.  But it's a good thing).

Something was up with the male population of my neighborhood today.  On my walk some firefighters whistled at me from their truck as it was stopped at an intersection and I was crossing.  One guy passed me on his bike and turned to look at me and stared for a good five or six seconds before nearly running someone down.  And at another intersection, the cars were backed up (because there was a stoplight at the following intersection and there was simply not enough room for all the cars...as is typical around here) and this guy in an SUV tried to spark up a conversation with me.  Like this...

Him: "Hey, sweetie."
Me: *fidgets, ignores him, wishes I could cross the street already*
Him: "I hope you're having a nice afternoon."
Me: *continues to pretend like I can't hear him.  Scratches neck, pulls scab off a scratch, ow that kind of hurt, I hope I'm not bleeding*
Meanwhile, traffic begins to move.  He doesn't.
Him: "You sure do make the color green look beautiful!"
Me: *oh, I'm wearing a green dress today.*
Other cars honk loudly, he drives away, I cross the street to the grocery store where the guys stocking the shelves stare at me and watch me shop.  Seriously, what the fuck, this is the worst.  This dress isn't even that short. 

I think it's something in the air, or the water, or it's the tornado watch.  Usually maybe one of these things happens to me in a day...not all of them.  Although I was totally cool with the firefighters whistling at me.