so the other day i was walking back from...somewhere when i crossed against a light. and these cops stopped me. i thought i was about to be in trouble when one cop said the following, which is the subject of today's hilarity:

things said to me by the opposite sex in the past week

[cop:] did it hurt? when you hit the ground? cause you must have fallen from the sky - you're an angel!

[chicago dude:] you're the greatest! i can't believe it took me so long to talk to you!!

[man hanging out on the block:] you thick! hey thick! hey thick!

[man of color i had to ask what 'thick' meant:] he's talkin' about that phat (fat?) ass.

[man hanging out in the grocery store parking lot:] excuse me miss, you have nice symmetry.

[man hanging out in front of the 7-11 in a wheelchair:] oh man i gotta run home and get the handcuffs for you!!

it's no wonder i'm single.

for the past several weeks 1522 has been operating as a sort of boarding house, or perhaps i should say bed & breakfast, except instead of scones & homemade yogurt we offer a delightful assortment of condiments from foreign lands and a vodka tonic at a moment's notice.

j's brother a was living on the sofa, j was out of his place due to the flooding and k, having intended to only crash while she was looking for a sublet, is staying for the summer. it's been great fun having all this fresh meat around. but then a fell back into the clutches of, well, luv, and j is back in his place and is busy nesting, so it's a good thing we still have k. she makes coffee every morning. it's fab.

what all this has proven is that we do, in fact, have room for extra people in the house. and i think next we should really stop all this yacking and take action - we should get that house boy. preferably one who doesn't speak english.

THAT's the internet ad i'll place!!!