smite and my butt

I'm evil. I should accept it. The mere possibility of someone I don't like very much getting smited by someone I do like has made me almost giddy. I am extra annoyed about little things lately. Like the tiniest thing seems to be able to set me off. Especially at work. I like my job, I do, but some of the people I work with have habits that annoy the HELL out of me.

And what is it with drunk guys wanting to touch my butt? Seriously. I don't have a booty. Not really. I have really white white girl butt. It's barely there. Maybe he was just checking to make sure it was. Who knows? I have been pondering a certain hand on my butt since Saturday. Drunk guys and my butt. *sigh*

I'm off to read more VM fic. Ta.