she just wanted a good faux job
Jun. 6th, 2002 01:05 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
gfrancieMy life is never quite contained and normal. I know most people's lives aren't, but I often feel that mine tends to take a path that would make Fellini amused.
Today I had a brief conversation with a german dwarf regarding where one could purchase stamps. She was quite sweet, but somehow the whole nature of the moment just left me waiting to see if a a car full of upset clowns would appear and begin to sing Mozarts requim, while doing some morris dancing.
Later on, I watched Tiffany (the pre-op transsexual who wears a purse on her head as a hat) touch some books and say, "they speak to me" in a high whispery excitable voice often reserved for small little girls who may be getting a pony for christmas.
I don't need anymore weird today. I have had my daily requirement as dictated by the FDA. and then some...
If I see one more peculiar thing today, I may need to go to The Gap and see some homogenized life.
Today I had a brief conversation with a german dwarf regarding where one could purchase stamps. She was quite sweet, but somehow the whole nature of the moment just left me waiting to see if a a car full of upset clowns would appear and begin to sing Mozarts requim, while doing some morris dancing.
Later on, I watched Tiffany (the pre-op transsexual who wears a purse on her head as a hat) touch some books and say, "they speak to me" in a high whispery excitable voice often reserved for small little girls who may be getting a pony for christmas.
I don't need anymore weird today. I have had my daily requirement as dictated by the FDA. and then some...
If I see one more peculiar thing today, I may need to go to The Gap and see some homogenized life.
