Thursday, December 16, 2004 Popular Front: SnowDays gets points for cuteness. I was just in the Rite Aid (just = 11:30 PM), picking up a Tupperware container, which will be a cruicial part of a Christmas gift I have to give tomorrow. As I speedwalked to the cashier, I nearly ran into some bleached blonde cokehead with a bad haircut; I gave him a second look, two seconds afterwards, because I hadn't really seen him. He smiled at me. I smiled back, then started walking again, only stopping when I heard a "Hey, Miss?" behind me. I turned around, thinking I'd dropped something. "You're beautiful!" he said, grinning big, pretty despite himself. I looked down, looked up. I haven't showered in two days; I'd been on my feet for fifteen hours; my hair's a mess and I'm wearing my shitIoversleptwellthisuglything'satleastcomfortable shirt. "Thanks," I said. Ah drugs. Speaking of which. Maybe I'll make some tea now. And finish my Christmas cards. And that last knitting project. Oh, god, I'm tired. Next year, I start Christmas a whole lot sooner. Maybe I even make lists. | permalink blog • archives • photos • about • contact This work is licensed under a Creative Commons License. All content © 2004.