Wednesday morning stalking

Salut,

No, I'm not in the bus. I made it to the office without being arrested... no, no, no, I'm not that bad, I would never hurt anyone (at least, not voluntarily). But I must admit I kind of like stalking. One thing I noticed this morning (OK, I think I had noticed it before, but let's say I intellectualized it this morning)... Ho, and BTW, I'm all over the place, but I wanted to tell you that I have been listening more and more to The Nice Device and I really like their music, check them out, they're worth it...

So, about this morning's stalking, I realized that I don't always do it with women that I have seen in the bus and found cute... I sometimes simply walk and see the back of a head that attracts me... The color of the hair, the way it gets blown by the wind, the way the sweet skinned hand goes through it, the way she walks, the way her butt looks as she walks in front of me... I just can't resist.

But most of the time, as soon as I see her face... Big disappointment... Not my type (I resisted the temptation of saying plain ugly... oops... I said it... sorry...)... But this morning, when the wind blew her hair a little on one side while I was on the other side, watching her (of course), I could see her sparkling blue eyes and soft pale skin... Wow... She was a beauty... It surprised me because she walked in a weird way... The shape was nice, but the way her leg were landing on the floor with each step was not very gracious, her legs were not very straight, though they had a nice shape, a little skinny, but I like that...

So back to her face, at one point, she turned her head to look in my direction, so I could see it all... Wow, she really was my type... Though, unfortunately, way too young to even dream of talking to her, wouldn't be worth it... I know... Trust me... I know... Anyway, I'm not one that approaches unknown people like that, I'm more the type to watch and then describe here... I know... I'm sick... But I accept it... I am what I am... Ho, and I think she noticed that I was looking at her, and I didn't turn away as we usually do, I just smiled and looked straight in her eyes... She's the one who turned away... Ho well...

But all is not lost... On top of being too long, another very important point quickly changed my opinion about this mystery beauty, as we were about to get out of Place-Ville-Marie (yes, we did some of that stalking inside, it was raining and even snowing this morning), she slowed down (she was actually walking pretty fast all the way, I even had a hard time following her all along, there was some serious traffic in la gare centrale), so I slowed down (of course), and then she aimed for something in her purse... Could have been a gun or cayenne pepper to shoot in my face... But actually, it was even worst than that... She got a pack of cigarette our of there.... OK, I'm gone...

BYE
MAD
P.S.: BTW, on top of the snow this morning and the distinctive smell of a heating system that has not worked since last winter at the office, the most depressive sign that summer is over this morning... They tore apart the two restaurant terraces on each side of our building entrance.... Booohooohooo.... Till next summer...