I swear to you, I'm not making this up. It happened AGAIN!

Innocently walking down the road I was passed by a man on a motorbike. The man turned down the street that I live on, and I half-thought to myself that I hoped he wouldn't still be there when I reached the corner. He was. He was parked across the pavement and with a quick check behind him that no-one was around he pulled out his penis.

Well, fantastic. I stopped in my tracks and turned around the way I had come, but of course he followed me on his bike. Duh. "Hey, you don't like my d*ck?" "Go away" "What's wrong? You don't like my.." "GO AWAY" "I want.." "GO AWAY!" Anyway, he got the message and rode off, but man I was scared. Someone was attacked on this road last week apparently, and I'm a complete wet fish when it comes to people because agressive towards me.

I sincerely hope that it never happens to me, or even that any other men want to show me their private parts. Ever. Especially on a Sunday afternoon.

today's efforts

sleeping **	exercising ****	veggie-ing *
watering ***	handwashing *	laughing ***