Jan 03, 2007 16:46
There was this black kid on the bus. He listened to hip hop music so loud on earphones that I could understand the lyrics. The fun part happened when he took a break from his impromptu smiling and gyrating in his seat to take a spray can of orange deoderant that I first mistook for a can of car deoderizer and sprayed it all over himself in a fit of epilepsy. His arm seemed like a garden hose suspended by the force of water moving out the nozle and waving wildly in the air to cover his body in a foul orange stench in an amount that made me gag.
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I bought a haircut today at the mall. The stylist had a pretty face both thin and dry. Long black hair tied back behind her. Her fingers were skeletal like mine and beautiful. Her body a strange structure almost like an paper mache effigy. Fingers in my hair tugging my head any which direction and letting it flow around. The warmth of her leaning against me. Her meek voice. The shears themselves metal and cold felt sharp and tender
I bought a copy of the Witchcraft rpg today and talked to Travis for awhile. He's in a similar boat as me because his roommate just uped and went leaving a crying girlfriend who also lives with Travis. Next week on wednesday morning I'm going to teach him how to play Jyhad.
I died my hair black but it looks a little ... blue?