2000-01-31

hmmm.

lately i am into guys with messy hair. i don't particularly understand this, since i have always been a sucker for a well-groomed head. but all of a sudden, when skaterboy just gave up on washing/combing/acknowledging his hair, i discovered that i think its really sexy. and now i see it all over the place, and i must say, i'm digging it.

i'm not sure what it is about the whole tousled thing that i enjoy. maybe its that yah, i just rolled out of bed and i don't care, fuckers appeal. maybe its cuz i just wanna reach over and smooth it all out a little. *shrug* i dunno.

random thought i had in the bathroom just now.

and i am officially sick. i feel like i have a balloon in my head, and i have a headache and i am sneezing and coughing and ugh ugh ugh. it always seems like i get sick when i try to expand myself (in a metaphorical sense). not just the drixx, but my whole weekend, with the windows open and taking walks and washing my hair (hair... hair.... new fixation on hair...)

and i get sick and sniffly. yucks.

yesterday was skaterboy's birthday. i didn't call him, since i had talked to him the night before. i don't know why i didn't. didn't want to breach calling space, i guess, even though an exception is prolly supposed to be made for such things. i dunno.

i do not know. i do know that he said he is going to laguna beach this upcoming weekend... why? THE WORLD'S HIGHEST OLLIE CONTEST, of course.

since i am sick, i just give up. i give up on worrying about it. i'm so irrevocably broken, i doubt any guy is ever going to be able to put up with me, since i don't have the physical appeal to warp a guy's brain into ignoring my rampant faults. so i'm gonna be one of those fat old ladies that frighten me. i'll probably become a CAT WOMAN.

dear god. its scary, but i am just sooo resigned to this fate. and I DON'T CARE!!!

that may be a lie.

i'm going to slouch back in my chair and think about messy hair now.