curbdrop out of grace

what quarter is it? no quarter!

i cut my hair today. with the robocut. it took forever because my hair is so long that technically, i don't have enough extensions to cut my hair efficiently. now it's short enough that i should be able to do zero upkeep for 3 months.

some girl i met last night told me that i must use a flowbee. i corrected her saying it was a robocut, but same principal. she said she could tell by my hair, which i think is ridiculous. does my hair really look like it's maintained with a vacuum extension? maybe, but wierd.

this girl i know came up to me upon seeing me for the first time in months and said "i'm single now" which i thought meant, i want you to try and fuck me. so i tried but she went home an hour later. stupid. girls are so stupid.

my housemate walked in my door while i was cutting my hair. he was like, "oh i thought you had left the vacuum on and then left so i was going to turn it off." i was going to reply and say, "no i'm not a fucking 5 year old." but instead i told him "no i'm not a fucking 6 year old." whoops i am a pussy.

i want to meet more people who aren't catholic or christian or jewish or gay or guys. i want to fuck all these people. i did her like this i did her like that i did her with a wiffle ball bat. i wonder how many people think i'm joking in this passage. i am. seriously. kidding. fucking. crazy.

there's a girl around every corner. but i find i'm often too busy looking at the stars or looking down at my feet, afraid to fall afraid to fall on the cracks on the sidewalk where you and i should meet. but won't.

posted by fillshe @ 5:27 PM