Monday, September 13, 2004

I am a creature of change. I am impatient. Therefore, I cut off my dreads.

They weren't really dreads..more like slimy worms.
I thought that neglecting to brush my hair was all it would take.
So that's what I did, last week.
But alas, my hair is straight and oily...
So I guess I should admit to you all:
I'm white.
So white, I glow in the dark. (Which is useful, sometimes.)
I can't grow dreads.
*Sob*
I don't have the hair for it.
I took a scissors to my scalp. Now I look all 80's and bald and sort of like a q-tip.

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Also, what's bad is when during "sexual activity," the voice in between your ears tells you that none of what you are doing or feeling is "real," but only a trick of your nervous system. That just kills it all. When really, it should enhance it. Hmm..
posted at 3:31 PM |