I was a bit naughty playing funny buggers today at work. But gee it was funny. Especially the story about a 3 day bender on LSD. Hahahaha. No it wasn't LSD really, it was pseudoephydrene (or however it's spelled), but geez did I have fun with that story. And no it was not my story.
I've nearly finished Jasper Jones, I cannot express how much I love this book. I love this book!
What makes me happy is making other people happy.
A funny thing happened on the train that made me laugh. I got on at Spencer Street and made my way through the legs to the end seat next to the window opposite some young guy who had his feet on the seat I was about to sit down onto. His shoes were those real cool black/white old school 40/50's type shoes (I can't recall what they are called but you know what I mean?). As I sat down he looked at me, saw I had a book in my hand and smiled at me. I think I smiled back. I put my daggy Coles bag under the seat and kind of hit his legs whilst I did it. Another smile from the guy. He seemed maybe 24 but knowing my luck (ie having a thing for men younger than myself) he could have been 20. Dressed in black jeans, those cool shoes, a red shirt with black jacket over the shirt. He had a beard that went down his neck but trimmed and nice (something about unshaven men that is just yum! - men, don't shave please, you are so much hotter this way - or maybe I just prefer neanderthals? No, no I don't) and not some horrid orange colour, but a dark blonde/real light brown colour, like my coffee table). Necklaces tucked under his shirt, a bracelet of glass balls with silver throughout on the left hand and nails that were bitten right down on both hands. Yes I study people in detail if I find them interesting. These details are important. He had a green hat on, kind of felt in texture with black braids around the rim. He looked what appeared to have a longer fringe/hair on top with shorter bits at the side that I could see. His lips were full and nice, not thin and stringy. He had nice eyes, maybe they were blueish? He was reading a book and he had those big 80's headphones on that my dad used to have that I'd listen to his records through when I was a kid. He was bopping away and mouthing lyrics. I like that. Someone who isn't afraid to let themselves go in public. I do that on the train myself and love it when I see other people doing it too. So he packs his book away and gazes out the window. When we come to Fairfield he gets his bag and smiles at me. He walks out of the seats towards the doors and looks back at me. I'm looking right at him. He smiles, I smile. He exits the train. I think the whole thing is hilarious so I follow him out with my gaze. He looks back into the train, sees me looking and pokes his tongue out like Gene Simmons and does a /m\sign to me but showing the fist of his hand, not the back of his hand. I laugh. I love random shit like that, it makes me laugh and smile.
So there's my randomness for the day.
Thanks to the beautiful Sam for your message. You are so selfless you are amazing. I wish I had your strength, you are my strength.
*Love*
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