there was this awkward douche that sat down next to me on the bus, and he was the type to sprawl out across the seat in an uncomfortable fashion, so i turned up my ipod and kept reading, but even over the blasting taking back sunday throw back i could still hear him making lame comments about the weather and trying to pick up the (unnattractive) girl across the way.
bastard.
also, he smelled like rancid cat piss.
I wanted to fight to take back my space, but at the same time....cat piss.
I was afraid his scent would rub off on me,
so i zoned out and transcended metaphysical.
Wednesday, November 14, 2007
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