Do your boogers ever look like bugs?

 
I'm saying this cause I just picked my nose.
 
Oh shut up! Everyone does it! This one booger looked like a bug though. I was all like " did I breathe in a fly?" Negative, it's just dust... the taste proved it! KIDDING. I don't digest my art, voyons!
 
So I've been surfing the internet for quite some time now (approx. 2 & 1/2 hours) and all I've been doing is fixing up my endless profiles over the internet. What is my obsession with this? And why do I want all my friends to do the same? To make the internet an adventure... it's the best way to keep in touch with all these people and to find out what's going on in their lives. Hells, I'm too lazy with phone calls lately, so this is my support system. And it's always a booster for the ego when others enjoy you're "lifestyle".
 
I hate talking about work on this thing, but here's a quicky... I didn't talk to guy (A) at all! I pretended like nothing was and he got annoyed at one point and said "Hello" to me in a sarcastic tone. Could that be anymore of a turn off? Don't think so. I'm so disgusted with him right now- I need a rebound.
 
And now, it's time for...
 

 - A MOMENT IN THE SUBWAY STATION-

 
I was all gross and stinky from work waiting at the St George station for my train when all of a sudden, I see this overly happy family run out of the train I just missed. In my semi-angry tone, I let out a "Shit." Thinking all the things I always think when this happens to me like: why didn't I run? Or who decided that the escalator was going to be out of order today? did they ask me to do so? Then, I heard giggles and laughter- a sound that automatically catches my attention. I moved away from the immigrant (respect) to my left and walked towards the happiness... The entire family was then obstructed by the downwards escalator. The dad looked over to the son and said, "I'll race ya". The kid had the biggest smile on his face and infact, so did I upon hearing that. I watched them both race up the escalator. The dad slowly lost... but it warmed my heart to see such joy in a family taking on the small risk of racing up a downwards escalator. Surely there was upset people taking the stairs, but I smiled and laughed along with them as they reached the top. The end.
 
I don't care if you didn't like that story. I did.
 
There is a skunk outside my window. What the HELL do I do? Why is there a skunk in the backyard of my downtown Toronto apartment??? Fucking skunks. Are female skunk, skanks?