novembre ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- i do have to admit that my hair looks pretty. i am back in the bay area. not that i expected a homecoming, but my cat was properly glad to see me, which solidified my theory that i am in fact an old lady in a young lady suit. today i sat cross-legged on top of the toilet seat while my roommate straightened my hair, her suggestion being that we should "conquer my mane." she too has a theory about me: if i tried harder, i could get a lot of action. or something along those lines. the skin on my legs started to prickle uncomfortably as i felt my feet go numb, shifting my weight and ducking whenever the hot iron pulled at loose strands. and i thought so this is what sisters must do. how foreign to me, the sisterless sister with one older brother, intent on melting his GI JOEs over our gas stovetop. who made me appreciate tolkien, star wars and james bond in the eighties. moonraker. endor. merriodac. contra, soccer, sound effects. boogie boarding. girls are weird. 12:27 am - 07.14.03 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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