St. Andrews Garden

I'll write a post later about my feelings about Question Time last night, but right now I want to mention the fact that at least once everyday when I look out my window I see people making out in the park next to my building. Today there is a couple pretty much right underneath my window standing up and shoving their tongues down each others throats. It makes me want to vomit. Just checked, they're still at it, but this time he has his hand on her bum. I mean, you think it would get tiring after a while. Also, do they realize how many people can see them? Maybe they don't care. They should though, because they are offending me.

I'm afraid that this angry quasi voyeuristic rant is a sign that I'm slowly evolving into a crazy old bitter spinster.