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Oct. 25th, 2008 06:07 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sunshine_queenSo, I went to the football game by myself today, which was actually pretty awesome. It was 69ยบ and overcast almost the whole time so it was just a beautiful temperature, we won 63-5 (which... I knew we were supposed to win, but damn. How 'bout them Gators!) and the whole thing was very nearly ruined by the douchebags sitting behind me.
They were boyfriend and girlfriend, obviously, and I'm pretty sure they were freshmen based on their demeanor and stupid faces underneath their stupid facepaint. At first they were just minor irritants- when we were actually sitting, the girl's knee was in my back, they both made jackassy comments, little things like that. Then BF goes off to get food and returns with two... sausage and peppers? No lie. But that's what they got. That and Gatorade. And who am I to judge!
No, I won't judge until I turn around that they had spilled sausage-and-pepper juice all over my purse and then flipped it over so that I wouldn't notice. Because, yeah. NOT GONNA SEE THAT, GUYS. Without saying anything. And it's totally not that big of a deal- I can probably remove the stain, it was only my AE grey bag- but THEY COULD'VE APOLOGIZED. They could've said "Ack, sorry, I spilled something on your bag!" And I would've said, oh, eek, don't worry about it. And that's it. Cause I'm not very confrontational about things like that. But to not say anything? Aaaaaarg.
Happily then the band performed and they did the Thriller dance. Melissa told me they were practicing it, but I spaced on it until they were actually playing the song AND THEN THEY PUT DOWN THEIR INSTRUMENTS AND DID THE WHOLE THRILLER DANCE. IT WAS AMAZING.
I miss my laptop. How am I supposed to make posts on T_R without my episode-specific icons? HOW.
They were boyfriend and girlfriend, obviously, and I'm pretty sure they were freshmen based on their demeanor and stupid faces underneath their stupid facepaint. At first they were just minor irritants- when we were actually sitting, the girl's knee was in my back, they both made jackassy comments, little things like that. Then BF goes off to get food and returns with two... sausage and peppers? No lie. But that's what they got. That and Gatorade. And who am I to judge!
No, I won't judge until I turn around that they had spilled sausage-and-pepper juice all over my purse and then flipped it over so that I wouldn't notice. Because, yeah. NOT GONNA SEE THAT, GUYS. Without saying anything. And it's totally not that big of a deal- I can probably remove the stain, it was only my AE grey bag- but THEY COULD'VE APOLOGIZED. They could've said "Ack, sorry, I spilled something on your bag!" And I would've said, oh, eek, don't worry about it. And that's it. Cause I'm not very confrontational about things like that. But to not say anything? Aaaaaarg.
Happily then the band performed and they did the Thriller dance. Melissa told me they were practicing it, but I spaced on it until they were actually playing the song AND THEN THEY PUT DOWN THEIR INSTRUMENTS AND DID THE WHOLE THRILLER DANCE. IT WAS AMAZING.
I miss my laptop. How am I supposed to make posts on T_R without my episode-specific icons? HOW.
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