As I have brought up before, how driving usually causes me to think a lot, it's not only that but just being outside or having the access to view nature that provokes a majority of my deepest thoughts and emotions. I was sitting in front of a window at the library today. Bad move on my part, windows always distract me. And these are very large windows and there's tons of them. And it was just beautiful out today! It made me miss Scottsdale actually. I'm rarely there except for work, which isn't really the pretty part of Scottsdale that I'm referring to.
Speaking of nature, I want a book on trees. I have yet to do my studying on trees, they would help with my art as well. I'm also interested in knowing a bit about reflexology. A couple of friends told me a little about it last weekend. It seems highly fascinating. Have you noticed I love the word 'fascinating'? I love saying it, the way it sounds, the way it looks as it rolls out of the mouth, the way it feels on the tongue, and it's meaning. There's no better word than that. Fascinating is fascinating.
I noticed a girl in one of my classes, from across the room, that she has particularly nice tattoos on her feet. They're quite simple actually. Just the foot bones tattooed on the foot. Mere outlines and no major details. It made me happy. Now I just need to get a closer look.
Frequently lately, I have been verbalizing my jealousy for men and their ability to grow facial hair. Also in connection with my desire to be Zach Galifianakis as Allen from The Hangover for Halloween. Yeah...fake facial hair is an option but it's just not the same. I keep telling my friend, whom has a beard, how much I would enjoy being a guy and having facial hair. All the different styles! Just like I say that If I were of African descent I would embrace and proudly sport the afro or dreadlocks. But this little thought made me realize how I often do and/or wish to dress as male characters for Halloween much more so than female characters.
I was starving when I was at the library and luckily they had a vending machine. I decided to get Lunchables, even though I know they tend to stick to your teeth a bit more than some foods. So I thought to myself, "Nobody will talk to me." As soon as I finished eating, the man next to me started talking to me. Awesome.
I was starving when I was at the library and luckily they had a vending machine. I decided to get Lunchables, even though I know they tend to stick to your teeth a bit more than some foods. So I thought to myself, "Nobody will talk to me." As soon as I finished eating, the man next to me started talking to me. Awesome.
He was curious what book I was reading and didn't seem to entirely understand what I was saying, which was fine because I didn't really hear a word he said either. He had crooked and decaying teeth and mumbled and talked incredibly low. He was talking about some Native American parade event thing going on, the group of which he was affiliated with. As I was getting ready to leave he said a bit more to me, possibly including that he thought my eyes were pretty? I wish I heard him better so I could of been more nice to him instead of seeming awkward and avoidant.
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