This, too
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An old man stole my hair
'lo again.
I picked up my tickets. That was fairly depressing. The flight was changed. I have an extra hour sitting around in Bangkok, now. Shrugs on that.
On the way, in response to my request that a couple of months' growth be cut off my hair, a grumpy old man gave me a pretty unfavourable haircut in a totally different style, or lack of one, that makes me look like a slightly lanky child.
Once, I had hair.
Sometimes it made looking at stuff problematic.
I'm not sure how it got like this.
First day working up in Mildura, that. Walls painted as if to induce some sort of oneness with orange before spending another day picking bastard oranges.
Uhm, then it went away and Chiv was not too happy. Whether this has a role to play in the lack of flash will not be addressed.
But, reportedly, he was still, 'hand-son' in Japan.
Some things have nothing to do with anything.
Post TV.
It's a computer monitor and a fire hydrant, but hydrant monitor didn't sound like an appealingly abstract concept. Maybe just something for measuring damp.
Damn it, apples. I forgot apples. Now I want an apple.
11:17 p.m. - 2008-09-13
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