I will post fic, at some point. I promise!
This week is just wrong. I got exams, oral assessments, essays and normal work (which doesn't for a minute let off for a little thingh like major assessments). Add in that normal work decided to actually INCREASE work load. Sleep? Sleep is for the WEAK! Matters worse? I'm going to a concert on Saturday, have picked up extra shifts formore money less debt.
And to top it all, I'm in a long range political rant on my other journal concenring the Iraq war, and a couple of dozen others on other groups or just by e-mails (including complete strangers). And that doesn;t even begin to include the boyfriend issues. Oh, and my net-religious-stalker is back. Fun. I will comment on Nanos. I will read fic. I will write fic... but not quite yet... 'kay
So just the mini-rant. Sexual harassment. Hear me ladies at the pub for it cuts both ways. If I (assuming I was so enclined) decided to grab the backside or fondle the breasts of a barmaid, I would have my face slapped followed by a law suite. And rightly so. In the same vein, my back pockets are empty and do not require your hands to dive within them. If I bend over to pick something up, iut is not an invite. Cries to "get 'em off" are not amusing after the dozenth time, doubly so if you're fiddling with/pulling off buttons. Frankly going straight for the groin would loose you browney points if I WAS straight. ESPECIALLY when you're pissed and have all the natural grace of an elephant with middle ear trouble. I shouldn't have to, and don't want to, declare I'm gay/already taken to have you remove your hands from INSIDE my trousers. And believe me when I say I am not "asking for it" wearing tight trousers - especially when I aren't. If I put my hand down your blouse and said you're asking for it for wearing a low cut top you'd be spitting blood.
And it's not just a "gay" thing. My fellow bar men are equally hacked off about it. Yeah, maybe they wouldn't be if you were Naomi Campbell, but hey, I imagine some women wouldn't be if it was Brad Pitt; but then many still would,a dn so would they.
This week is just wrong. I got exams, oral assessments, essays and normal work (which doesn't for a minute let off for a little thingh like major assessments). Add in that normal work decided to actually INCREASE work load. Sleep? Sleep is for the WEAK! Matters worse? I'm going to a concert on Saturday, have picked up extra shifts for
And to top it all, I'm in a long range political rant on my other journal concenring the Iraq war, and a couple of dozen others on other groups or just by e-mails (including complete strangers). And that doesn;t even begin to include the boyfriend issues. Oh, and my net-religious-stalker is back. Fun. I will comment on Nanos. I will read fic. I will write fic... but not quite yet... 'kay
So just the mini-rant. Sexual harassment. Hear me ladies at the pub for it cuts both ways. If I (assuming I was so enclined) decided to grab the backside or fondle the breasts of a barmaid, I would have my face slapped followed by a law suite. And rightly so. In the same vein, my back pockets are empty and do not require your hands to dive within them. If I bend over to pick something up, iut is not an invite. Cries to "get 'em off" are not amusing after the dozenth time, doubly so if you're fiddling with/pulling off buttons. Frankly going straight for the groin would loose you browney points if I WAS straight. ESPECIALLY when you're pissed and have all the natural grace of an elephant with middle ear trouble. I shouldn't have to, and don't want to, declare I'm gay/already taken to have you remove your hands from INSIDE my trousers. And believe me when I say I am not "asking for it" wearing tight trousers - especially when I aren't. If I put my hand down your blouse and said you're asking for it for wearing a low cut top you'd be spitting blood.
And it's not just a "gay" thing. My fellow bar men are equally hacked off about it. Yeah, maybe they wouldn't be if you were Naomi Campbell, but hey, I imagine some women wouldn't be if it was Brad Pitt; but then many still would,a dn so would they.