you know what i hate?
motherfuckin' hair scrunchies. goddamn those things look awful on everyone. my mom has one and i wish she would just get a damn rubberband.
and i hate that that fuckin' creepy guy at the coffee shop knows my name and tells me goodnight like we're lovers even though i'm not even looking at him when i say "bye." and i hate that because of that creepy guy, and the fact that he sits at the table in front of the cash register and stares at me, stares and does nothing else for hours, that i don't feel comfortable closing by myself, or walking out of the coffee shop at night. (thanks to neil, by the way, for coming in to help look out for me).
oh, aaaaaand i hate any fake flowers attached to clothing. there are some perfectly nice tops and dresses that i would love to wear if some asshole at the company hadn't decided to add a little extra puke by gluing on a plastic gauze flower.
and i hate being poor too. i really want this tattoo...
in other news, i think everyone at the coffee shop is gay. tonight i found out that two girls there are gay (plus the one i already knew about). which is awesome. only i think my gaydar is busted, because how did i not know?! when you are a girl who likes girls, gaydar's a good thing to have, and i'm going to have to hone my skillz.
ok, that's it for now.
motherfuckin' hair scrunchies. goddamn those things look awful on everyone. my mom has one and i wish she would just get a damn rubberband.
and i hate that that fuckin' creepy guy at the coffee shop knows my name and tells me goodnight like we're lovers even though i'm not even looking at him when i say "bye." and i hate that because of that creepy guy, and the fact that he sits at the table in front of the cash register and stares at me, stares and does nothing else for hours, that i don't feel comfortable closing by myself, or walking out of the coffee shop at night. (thanks to neil, by the way, for coming in to help look out for me).
oh, aaaaaand i hate any fake flowers attached to clothing. there are some perfectly nice tops and dresses that i would love to wear if some asshole at the company hadn't decided to add a little extra puke by gluing on a plastic gauze flower.
and i hate being poor too. i really want this tattoo...
in other news, i think everyone at the coffee shop is gay. tonight i found out that two girls there are gay (plus the one i already knew about). which is awesome. only i think my gaydar is busted, because how did i not know?! when you are a girl who likes girls, gaydar's a good thing to have, and i'm going to have to hone my skillz.
ok, that's it for now.
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This would make an awesome profile pic. No?
EDIT: Wrong pic.
[Edited on Apr 22, 2005 12:39PM]
I'm pretty happy about the whole situation.
It was good hanging out with you again. I suppose I'll see ya'll at party in the park and maybe even the inferno after.