Why am I scared of moths but not butterflies?
Irrational thinking since 1995.

I have walked to and fro from the station more times in a week then any other time in my life.

The walk home today though was the scariest. By where domino's is has got to be the skankiest part of town. Especially at 22:00. I nearly got mugged by some guy who needed '£4.20' to get home and when I said I didn't have any change he said he had change for notes... So that confused me, but luckily just as he was getting quite animated some guy walked out of one of the little shops and stopped him so I saw it as my time to toddle off.
And then there was some other guy who was hiding in the walkway into a shop and boy did he smell of drugs.. But I saw him step into the little side bit when he saw me coming, and then as soon as I walked past he walked out and followed me all the way up North Hill but got confused when I started walking through town so just turned round and walked back down. East Hill isn't very nice that time of night either.
I got home eventually though, bad cramps in calves and all.
And then I watched half of Peep Show and a few minutes of Ace Ventura: Pet Detective. I can't be bothered with checking tumblr and what not so I'll just go to sleep instead, but even that's difficult when there's a BAD ASS MOTH FLYING AROUND THE ROOM!
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