literally another aussie in london

Bagging London, Australia and Myself

am i crazy, or aware

Recently on one of my trips to the park to “jog” I saw a squirrel.

Without wanting to alarm you, this happens quite often.

This day I was just leaving the park from my gruelling work out, and this fucking monstrous squirrel crosses in front of me.

And it stops, about 2 metres from me also about the same distance from another guy.

The other guy keeps walking, but I stop, the squirrel then darts off the foot path and I walk off.

As the dude passes I give him the look of, well done, you survived that, and I nod to the squirrel.

And this guy just looks at me weird, like I am some nutcase in parks who nods for no reasons.

What is wrong with people, first he tempts fate with the squirrel, and then he thinks I am the crazy one.

What a fucken weirdo.

I am sure the squirrel would agree with me on that.

January 31, 2010 - Posted by Jrod | living in london | , | No Comments Yet

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