...a man with a big head and lots of hair. But he had lots of hair for a person with a normal sized head. This guy had a massive head, and so all the hair on his head, just wasn't enough. I debated with myself, in the back of a blue car eating chinese food, whether he had too much hair or not enough hair.
On me, it would be too much hair, but on him, it was not nearly enough.
As I was thinking this, at the bus stop a man was holding his hands out and counting his fingers, he looked angry and was talking to himself. This made me jump a bit, but then I felt relived I was safe in a car. It was like this, stick your right arm straight out, make sure your palm is facing forward, but clenched into a fist. Then put up your index finger and look insanely angry, then add your middle finger and point and talk, then the others etc. Make sure you get and look more and more angry the more you count, then pace around and start over.
I met a girl/lady I met in France before. She has the most amazing laugh I've ever heard. I didn't tell her this though, I sat in the back and listened, laughing quietly. It sounds like a fat old woman trying to be sexy, but it's good.
Moles, exploring lots and lots of moles including my own (but not mostly).
Lots of cigarettes and smoke and rings and ash and hair products and water, all over the floor.
I blew through an ear plug, pierced on an earlobe today, it whistles.
I had a conversation about being spaced out, on a road I hate while drinking hot chocolate out of an unknown owners mug. We decided not to talk about it anymore, in case we couldn't stop talking about it and became mental.
We also talked about friendships getting in the way of other 'ships.' It's a topic people like to pretend isn't there, except for me. I'm the one ending it, people.
I saw Shrek 3 last night, it's good.
I am now bored.
Monday, May 28, 2007
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