Oh my, I'm horrible!

I'm so ashamed of something that happened today. I still feel terrible about it. I'm a horrible, horrible human being and should be shot!

I was sitting on a bench outside nomming a pasty and talking to my grandmother. A man walked past with a dog. Both the man and the dog were wearing bright yellow jackets. The dog was pretty cute. The back of the mans jacket said 'Guide dog' on it. He seemed to glare in my direction, so automatically I reacted. The conversation between me and my grandmother went something like this:

Me: If that guy looks at me like that again, I'll fucking...
Grandmother: Charli! He's blind! Don't be so horrible!
Me: ... Oh... Fuck...

I honestly didn't realise he was blind until it was pointed out to me. I wanted to disappear and the ground to eat me. I really, really hope he didn't hear any of what I said. It should have been obvious to me considering he had what was obviously a guide dog... but because the man was wearing a jacket that said 'Guide dog' on it, I had automatically assumed that he worked for some guide dog company or something and was training the dog. Apparently on the front of his jacket it said he was blind. I didn't see that though because it was in smaller writing and I didn't have my glasses on.

I don't think I've ever been so ashamed of myself in my life. I'm fucking mortified. How could I have been so stupid?! I don't think he heard me though because if he had, I'm guessing he would have reacted in some way... but even if he didn't hear me, I'm still ashamed... not just of my stupidity, but of the way I reacted to a man who was evidently blind. I feel so guilty. From now on I'm going to a) try to react less to random strangers and b) be a lot more observant.

I think there's something vaguely humorous about my story, but I can't quite put my finger on what it is. I'm certainly more ashamed than amused though. =/

Silly Stanny!

Picture this: Pregnant person, confused and unable to move, sandwiched between a mattress and a bunk bed thingy... That happened to me today. I was putting my mattress back on my bed thing after sorting out everything I kept up there instead of my mattress. I thought I would be able to put the mattress back on to the bed while I was still on the bed... It didn't exactly go to plan... It worked eventually though! It was quite hard to breathe because of all the dust and the fact I had a heavy mattress on top of me. I could barely move. I thought I was going to have to stay up there for the rest of my life. After at least half an hour of wriggling, I finally managed to be on top of the mattress instead of under it. So now I have a bed... A bed that's only going to be there for a few more days, but one that I don't think I'll be able to sleep in anyway. I currently pee like a zillion times a night and find it difficult to climb the ladder these days anyway (that's why I've been on a mattress on the floor for quite a few months). So I'll probably end up sleeping on the floor. It's stupid really... I'm not even sure why I put the mattress up there anyway! *rolls eyes at self*

Awww, Miyavi is nomming a big block of hay. I'd nom some too, but I'm trying to stop myself from eating so much food that isn't intended for humans. So far in the last week or so I've sampled mushed up degu food, a bit of hamster food and a doggie chocolate button. No, not weird cravings (well. the degu food thing kinda was), just curiosity.

I don't really know what to write. I just kinda felt the need to tell the bloggiverse how silly I am. Hoobletoodledoo!