ooh mr garak ooh
Of all characters, Garak.
Honestly, that body really repulses me. His hasn’t been shaved down like Bashir’s because I’m thinking i can just … build more onto it. But I’m not really sure how or if that’s possible. I’ll end up shaving some of that material down regardless, though, I think. It makes me so uncomfortable aaa
Wtf is busy beaver
Busy Beaver is a hokey local hardware store chain.
I was on my way out, thinking I’d check with an associate on the way if they indeed did not have fans (which I was there to buy to help with my smoke problem), and two associates come into view.
One of them makes a fucking beeline for me. He’s skinny as fuck and really excited to not be doing whatever he’s been told to do by his supervisor.
“Hey, can I do something for you?” He has three gauges in each ear of decreasing width.
“You don’t have box fans, do you?”
“Pretty sure we do.”
He leads me to the very last box fan in the store. I’m not sure the size is right, so I’m kind of waffling about it. He just sits there with it.
“You take your time. I’m gonna take a break.”
“I’ll take it, it can’t hurt. Better than nothing.”
He picks it up.
“I’m gonna carry this to the register for you. You should say you need it carried to your car because I really don’t want to do inventory.”
“I should, should I?”
“Yeah, you really should.” He hoists it onto his shoulder. “Wow, I love your earrings.”
“Thanks.” They’re big dangly things covered in bells and neon green beads. They were probably meant to go with a belly dancing outfit.
“I love all the noise they make.”
“Haha, my coworker didn’t seem to share your opinion.”
“Aw, man, no, I’m all about stuff like that. If it annoys other people, I want it more.”
“I am not unfamiliar with this feeling, haha. I listen to her puking all day, so I didn’t particularly care if she didn’t like jingles.”
By this point, we were at the register.
“Oh my god, actually puking?”
“Actually puking.”
The lady at the register looks up. She’s a big lady with purple hair and a rad eyebrow piercing. “Who is puking??”
“My coworker.”
“For real?”
“For real. All day.”
Skinny boy pipes back up. “Man, what? I want to ask for your number and have you send me a video!”
“I can’t take video!”
We all laugh about the idea of me just telling this story to scare people or something for a while. I have no idea what we said. I finish the transaction. Skinny boy hoists up the fan.
“He volunteered for this,” I tell the lady behind the counter.
“No, I didn’t, Donna! She definitely asked me to do this! I AM ASSISTING A CUSTOMER WITH HER PURCHASES.”
We get outside and to my car and he fits it in the back. “Where do you work that someone can puke all day?”
“State parole.”
“Do you like doing that?”
“No, my degree is in illustration.”
“Shit, I knew it. I saw your clothes and - you said ‘office’, but the clothes said and I thought ‘Graphic Design’.”
I show him my phone case. “I painted that.”
“Oh my god, that’s awesome. I gotta get you to paint me a phone case.”
“I have a shop online.”
He does not ask for the shop. Possibly I started realizing what he was doing and cued him to talk about something else because I am both terrified of and craving connections with people.
Skinny kid goes on. “Man, I knew you had to be cool, I saw the hair and thought, like, ‘Damn, can I take you to a rave sometime or what?’”
“Well, thanks, I can now say this haircut has approval from the spectrum of My Grandmother and-” I look at his tag, “- Justin from Busy Beaver.”
“Hey, Justin is the important one!”
“Haha, well, you’ve improved my afternoon, for sure.”
“Well, hey, you come back anytime. I’ll make you laugh!”
And so endeth the story of The Skinny Dude at Busy Beaver who was obvious enough that even I was able to tell he was hitting on me.
I thanked him and got into my car and then realized how many ways he tried to get me to accept future contact from him in that tiny span of time and it kind of felt nice to be noticed that hard. My assumption is that I am too large or too loud-looking for most people, so I’m fairly sure people don’t try to flirt with me ever, but I’m also kind of bad at telling I think?
But there we have it!
What’s on today’s playlist?
Creature Feature - Buried Alive <3
A bunch of the Birthday Massacre, a few Vanilla Ninja (Black Symphony and Kingdom Burning Down~!) Florence and the Machine - Seven Devils, some fucking Evanescence, some Nightwish, Squonk Opera, Sweeney Todd, Marilyn Manson singing ‘This Is Halloween’, Ke$ha - Cannibal, Spinnerette - Impaler, some Oomph!, various creepy remixes of shit, etc etc.
Anything that makes me sound like I’m in highschool, apparently.
Cute people, what’s up
Haha, it does seem a lot of people are picking palettes they think might match the character (except the Dukat one, which is why it was glorious fun), but I think if I am not vomiting rainbows after doing all these, I might go back and do some of these that I just think would be funny or challenging.
Reminder that dd9 garak is such a weakness I can’t even deal. He looks very pretty here
He would be very pleased to hear this.
This sounds remarkably scandalous.
