And I Want My Scalps!

Today was a lot better despite the horrible hangover. Spent the day at work in which time flew by and most people were in a good mood. When I took my lunch, I decided to go to Chipotle since I had an hour break for once. After I finish and on my way to my car [or tank, whatever you wish] I see a big black truck with tinted windows drive by and honk at me. I look around me, confused, not sure who the hell that was or why they honked. When I got into my car, I see the truck pull up beside me, we both roll our passenger windows down. Two guys are in the truck, probably in their late 20's or early 30's. The driver apologizes for honking, stating that he thought I was someone he knew. I supposedly looked exactly like this particular person. I ask if even the hair is the same, "Well, no." He asks my name, I tell him. He repeats my name and asks if I have I boyfriend. I inform him that I don't and I'm on my way back to work. He says something about boyfriends or something and I say I'm not looking for anything. He feels the same and tells me that I'm very cute and "Do you like white guys at all?" I tell him thanks but I'm not interested. He drives away. I was behind him shortly but as soon as we separate, I give a good loud laugh. What the fuck. This guy was an idiot and his friend must of felt awkward. Even on days where I'm not wearing anything special, no make up and hung over I attract douchebags. And do I look like someone who doesn't like white guys?! What the fuck. After telling my friend about it, we come up with clever lines I should of said back. Like, "No, I like the big black cock" Or that I like women or any other race but his own, therefore my own. What the fuck. People seriously crack me up.

Today was also very interesting in the sense that for the first time being hungover, my hearing was extraordinary. You always hear about how sounds and light cause a throbbing pain to the head. I've personally never experienced that. But today was a different day. Although I did not feel pain, everything seemed louder and more crisp than ever. It was insanely fascinating and equally puzzling. The pants I put on today had a particular noise when I walked but sounded so much louder than I've ever heard before. Counting money sounded different. Some usually loud sounds overpowered peoples' voices more than ever. I started to get used to it by the end of the day but I think it still may be there. It's indeed strange.

Thanks to my extensive visual studies during my experience on the road, I was aware that I was being followed by undercover cops on my way home from work. Luckily, as I've seen cops do so before, they turned around as soon as I approached the border past their jurisdiction. I don't know what would of happened. The only two reasons I could see for their following me is that when leaving my work plaza, I have to cut about 4-5 lanes to get directly in the the left-most lane since I'm turning left at the very close by intersection. When I did that turn, I did it in front of the cops. I used by blinkers, but honestly don't know if there is a more proper way to do that turn. Or, they already intended to go down that road [I've seen quite a few do so before] and I just happened to be the most interesting thing to follow. The funny thing is I was texting the whole time they were behind me. I stopped once I realized it, but regardless I'm not an obvious texter. I have mastered the skill quite well. So that was fun.

I did it. I saw Inglourious Basterds tonight. It was fucking amazing. I enjoyed the hell out of it very much so. I will not say anything more. I'm also growing fond of Eli Roth who shares similar looks with the newest Spock, Zach Quinto. Both have pretty eyes.

Sadly, that's really all I can say about the films I've seen. I hate to spoil a film for someone because I strongly believe the less you know about a film prior to seeing it, the better the experience is. Expectations equal disappointments. So, eventually I'll have to blog about my more in depth opinions and experiences with the films I've seen. Maybe I'll make a warning statement at the beginning of that post. Yeah, that's a good idea. Well, off to bed!