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maderrSo I'm walking to the gas station, minding my own goddamn business, not hurting a soul unless it offends you to see a chick walking down the street humming off-key, and I sort of weave around this garage sale going on at the end of the street.
People across the street: (quite loudly)
"Is that that girl from that house down the street?"
"Dunno"
"Is it? Does she have long dark hair?"
Megan: O_o *keeps walking*
They never said anything else, and though I was tempted to go "Yo, bitches, need something?" I left well enough alone. It ws just weird.
UDF has a pretty good french roast for gas station coffee. Now to write ^___^
People across the street: (quite loudly)
"Is that that girl from that house down the street?"
"Dunno"
"Is it? Does she have long dark hair?"
Megan: O_o *keeps walking*
They never said anything else, and though I was tempted to go "Yo, bitches, need something?" I left well enough alone. It ws just weird.
UDF has a pretty good french roast for gas station coffee. Now to write ^___^
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Date: 2006-05-20 07:51 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2006-05-22 01:02 am (UTC)Not yet. It's really really hard to beat not paying rent when you're poor.