Places named after numbers, a different kind of love

Feb 24, 2009 14:24

I'm interested in undoing this amish look I unintentionally conjured from the great beyond. Fortunately, I found a place to take scissors and tame my unruly visage. Kudos to me.

Nothing super exciting is going on. Just plugging along at the things that I do. Work and such. Haven't met anybody new in a while. Should probably do that at some point. I've been so distracted internally. I should probably refocus at some point. I'll look into it.

Anyway, off to the bank and then to explore the re-use it center. And then... snip snip, *poof*, no more hobo!

And though it seems from here
that she was never there
light beams disappear
into her black hair
I wonder if they reappear
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