Little side note, I was having breakfast once day at a diner, and this beautiful woman across the U diner table kept looking over at me. I was like whateves. She started hamming up conversation with everyone and kept asking me to chime in. So I finally relented, and gave her some lines and she was enthralled. She moved over next to me and we chatted for like twenty minutes about all kinds of shit (she's artistic). We shared pictures or past pets, stories about people we've lost. Like soulmate type conversations you don't really have with random people. She said he had some art pieces near by and she'd like to show me. I'm thinking "dope, I like art" and also "i might get my dick wet". So we pay for the food and then stand up from the diner stools (these things are really really tall), and then she gives me the once over and sorta laughs and the look on her face when she realized I was shorter than her basically made me hate artists.
A month later someone painted over one of her art installations. I'm not saying I had anything to do with it, but that's just something that happened.
