So. Libertarian Boyfriend and I were hanging out at his place last night, reading this self-defense blog from this dude he knows. And in the blog, he mentions something about yelling at attackers (I don’t remember, something about yelling).

I looked at him and asked “dude, is that why people don’t fuck with me? I love screaming at cat callers!”

His response was yes and that it’s a good thing that I lose it on any disrespectful asshole who thinks cat calling me is a good idea, which then led into the story of me flipping the fuck out on one of the dudes who used to hang out on SDC’s street. (Long story short: I’m walking to my car and hear “Mmmmm girl, you look good in those heels.” I stop, whip around and basically flip my shit on this guy, who later apologized to SDC for it. [After I was done chewing him out, he stood there stunned and I got into my car.])

He’s told me that – with a few exceptions – in a fight, he’d put money on me, because even though I can’t hit to save my life, I’m “mean.”  If it means I could probably destroy a rapist, I’m 100% okay with that.

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