eck. pleh. pleh.
Feb. 26th, 2002 11:00 amI am allergy girl, whee. Waking up at 6am with my nose itching like crazy is not my idea of a fun time. Presumably I slept some after taking the allergy pill, because it only took about another five minutes for my alarm to go off at 8, but it felt more like a local time speed-up. If there have to be time manipulations in my bed, I'd like it the other direction, pease.
Last night I saw the coolest thing. After leaving
snout's place, I went to wait for the bus in front of [edited: used bookstore]. There were two men in electronic wheelchairs and kind of a crowd of kids around them. I looked at the books on the 50-cent rack (and found a copy of Getting the Love You Want on the two-dollar rack, heh). A couple of minutes later I heard a synthesized voice start singing "Bridge Over Troubled Water". One of the guys had a voice synthesizer attached to his wheelchair, and he was singing (with occasional pauses as he tapped out the next lines). As I was looking startled, I made eye contact with one of the street girls and we smiled at each other. I went on looking at the books, but, well, my night was a little more marvelous. When the bus came, I noticed that the man had a tip box on his chair, but I didn't have a chance to get to him through the crowd. I hope I see him again.
Last night I saw the coolest thing. After leaving