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I think I'm being stalked.

I walked outside for lunch, and on the sidewalk by my car was this woman, probably not a day under, say, 42--big wall of black, frizzy hair, red eye makeup smeared all over like something out of a new wave video, and wearing a fucking SCHOOLGIRL outfit, and the crazy wind was blowing her skirt all up. So of course I started fumbling in my jacket for my camera. But she was staring me down like whoa, so I got spooked and got in the car.

Went out. Ran some errands. Got lunch. Came back and parked on a different street, got out of the car, and there's Trixie again, and she's giving me the cocktail eye. I didn't even reach for my camera this time, mang--just scooted across the street like a bat out of hell. I looked back and she was still staring me down and sorta rubbing her belly or something. If she's still out there when I leave tonight, I'm gonna call for a police escort.

People are endlessly entertaining, yet often incredibly fearsome.

Date: 2005-02-11 08:09 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] carocrow.livejournal.com
You meet the most interesting people.

Date: 2005-02-11 08:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wickedflea.livejournal.com
What can I say? I'm a frick magnet.

Date: 2005-02-11 08:10 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ex-thebellja885.livejournal.com
this story is just as funny the second time.

Date: 2005-02-11 08:11 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wickedflea.livejournal.com
Hehe! Want me to send her over to your place?

Date: 2005-02-11 08:16 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ex-thebellja885.livejournal.com
I think you know I've got my fair share of loons already, but you can always use more. It makes for such fun reading!

Date: 2005-02-11 08:13 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] alicdeni83.livejournal.com
Thanks for making my afternoon! I hope she doesn't kidnap you and chop you into pieces.

Date: 2005-02-11 08:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wickedflea.livejournal.com
I hope she at least has the decency to kill me before she molests me.

Date: 2005-02-11 08:15 pm (UTC)

Date: 2005-02-11 08:19 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wickedflea.livejournal.com
F'real though. It made me quite nervous.

Date: 2005-02-11 08:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] skid-rose.livejournal.com
She sounds like my old landlord, who perpetually had lipstick on her chin, upper lip, and teeth. She wore terrible, obviously-synthetic wigs with her real hair poking out underneath. We called her Phyllis Diller.

Date: 2005-02-11 08:21 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wickedflea.livejournal.com
Yep, that's the type, all right. How do people end up like that?

Date: 2005-02-11 09:27 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] skid-rose.livejournal.com
Um...I always wanted to ask- er, no. No, I didn't. I just wanted to know without having to talk to her, because those conversations were always like having my wisdom teeth removed sans anaesthesia. She didn't always make sense; I'm convinced she was mildly schizophrenic. Sometimes she spoke coherently, but she never failed to negate the faith in her those rare exhanges inspired by leaving weird notes on our door or stopping my boyfriend outside- he didn't even live there- to ask him about my cat or some nonsense.

So my answer would be: they're born crazy and no one ever bothered to lock 'em up.

Date: 2005-02-11 08:23 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] acadiabaird.livejournal.com
we NEED pics!

Date: 2005-02-11 08:26 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wickedflea.livejournal.com
I can already see what's going to happen. I'm going to go out there and hide behind a trash can to get pictures of this bird, and the next thing I know, some guy will be stuffing me into the back of a squad car, saying, "We're on to you, you mother fucker. This poor young girl says you've been stalking her all day!"

Date: 2005-02-11 08:42 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wickedflea.livejournal.com
I know you are but what am I?

Date: 2005-02-11 08:45 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cynical5679.livejournal.com
you are the one attracting all these ladies.

Im just sitting here, getting nathang.

Date: 2005-02-11 08:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wickedflea.livejournal.com
Pffft. Then take a trip away from Oklahomo.

Date: 2005-02-11 10:53 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] madetoshine.livejournal.com
Totally!

Random comment for cynical5679 -- I was browsing Chris' friends page and I saw your journal and I thought you were hilarious.

Date: 2005-02-11 11:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cynical5679.livejournal.com
you should see the friends filter stuff, it makes me cringe sometimes.

Date: 2005-02-11 08:36 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dj-daeva.livejournal.com
she wants to eat you.

<3

Date: 2005-02-11 08:40 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wickedflea.livejournal.com
OMG don't say that! I was already thinking that "hungrily" would be the best word to describe how she was looking at me!

Date: 2005-02-11 08:48 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dj-daeva.livejournal.com
hahaha she TOTALLY does...why do you think she was rubbing her belly.

either she wants to eat you or she wants you to be her next host body.

<3

Date: 2005-02-11 09:34 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] buscemi.livejournal.com
The new wave ladies can't resist the Flea. Awww yeah!

Date: 2005-02-11 10:46 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wickedflea.livejournal.com
They all know I gots a lot of flavor.

Date: 2005-02-11 10:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sida-al-hurra.livejournal.com
So of course I started fumbling in my jacket for my camera.

AAAAHAHAHAHA! OH MANG you make me laugh.

Date: 2005-02-11 10:45 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wickedflea.livejournal.com
HAW. I can't help it, I'm just wired that way! It's my first instinct when I see something freaky. "Holy SHIT look at that guy with a broomstick up his ass! Where the hell's my camera?!?"

Date: 2005-02-11 11:56 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] theodicy.livejournal.com
See? Pumpert L. Poontang was right. The bitches ARE crazy hott for you.
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