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Friday was action pact! I walked with my little brother through town, stopping a few times (mostly to not get hit by bastard PA drivers who don't understand the concept of letting a pedestrian go if they're in the cross-walk). I read old Jet and Ebony magazines from the late 80's / early 90's in the used book store (apparently some kid named Eddie Murphy is going to be a BIG STAR one of these days) then I read (looked at the pictures) of the history of women's fashion from ancient times to present day (1967).
Afterwards I took a shower (!!!) and prepped myself for what proved to be amazing - a haircut. My hairstylist was the greatest person ever, even if she said that I had an accent. My hair is really crazy and I love it.
Then I hung out with my favourite C-wood boy, Rich, who now has green hair and has stories about France. We all visited our friend Joe then ate Rita's water ice (mint chocolate chip creme ice is greaaaaat). Poor Joe has a problem with pulling out his hair over Latin-related things.
Speaking of which, Jason is in Texas, Mikey is in a far-away land probably becoming gay and snorkling (unrelated activities), and David will be going to Texas Monday morning, so I'm going to die from boredom. In less than 12 days, however, I will be in South Carolina.
I can't wait to get out of my bug infested smelly house and into a swank townhouse full of dirty hippy spirit.
Afterwards I took a shower (!!!) and prepped myself for what proved to be amazing - a haircut. My hairstylist was the greatest person ever, even if she said that I had an accent. My hair is really crazy and I love it.
Then I hung out with my favourite C-wood boy, Rich, who now has green hair and has stories about France. We all visited our friend Joe then ate Rita's water ice (mint chocolate chip creme ice is greaaaaat). Poor Joe has a problem with pulling out his hair over Latin-related things.
Speaking of which, Jason is in Texas, Mikey is in a far-away land probably becoming gay and snorkling (unrelated activities), and David will be going to Texas Monday morning, so I'm going to die from boredom. In less than 12 days, however, I will be in South Carolina.
I can't wait to get out of my bug infested smelly house and into a swank townhouse full of dirty hippy spirit.