Belligerent Existence: Huh. That's inconvenient.

So last night, I was on my way leaving a friend's apartment building. I had my backpack slung over my right shoulder, stumbling down from the second floor as I left quickly and the tongue of my right shoe laid oddly.

Now, the wall that contains the exit holds the door to the right and directly in front of the staircase, sits a 4 foot pane of glass.

I see a man lean against the glass with his back facing me. He had short dark hair and held a lit cigarette in his left hand. Looked like a woman with her hair held up in a bun variant (I'm not well versed in the name of various women's hair styles. Actually, nor am I in men's hair styles.) had pushed the man against the glass and was sitting on his lap. Then it looked like she was beginning to stand up, then she sat on his lap again. It took a quick hip oscillation before I realized the two were having sex in a public setting.

Now, I was not going to stand idly by until they finished because A.) I'm impatient, B.) that would be creepy, and C.) never been in the situation enough that I necessarily knew how to deal with the situation.

I decided at this moment I would step very loudly on the last three steps, but the act of coitus had made them oblivious to my foot steps.

Once I reach the door, I'm thankful for the fact that at the very least-- they're both wearing their shirts. At this moment, the man took a deep drag from his smoke. How the woman didn't end up with vertical zig-zag with all the vigorous bouncing is a testament that the two have had experience when cigarettes are involved.

I violently grab the doorknob and push the door a few inches out and slam it back in. Hoping the wind, sound, and vibrations would let them notice someone was nearby. Alas, no luck as the two were merrily were continuing to enjoy the warn night air and each other.

Stepping out from the doorway-- I have my right hand on my backpack's strap and head pointing down and away, I raise my left hand and wave while simply saying "Excuse me."

The woman leaps from the gentleman's member, loudly responding with a "OH SHIT!" I tried not to make any visual contact, instead staring at the gravel near my feet.

I jump into my car and take off.

======================================

So I finally got my Niji Waterbrush and I absolutely love it. The waterflow takes a while to get used to, but it controls extremely well. I picked up a Winsor & Newton Sketcher's Pocket Book Set with it. I was thinking of picking up some half pans so I wouldn't have to mix as often.