there is a male hairstylist at work who watches me. Every time I walk into the salon i can feel his eyes following me, burning a hole into the back of my skull.
i am tired of this trend of uncertainty. it is not in my nature. otherhalf be with me always. i am tired, disappointed, and i have a chronic case of the hiccups.
today is bad because of the following: 1) lost a scarf 2) did not eat garcia's, the best mexican food ever 3) finding out about deaths through facebook.