November 03, 2003. 10:32 at night.
Someday a Real Rain Will Come and Wipe This Scum Off the Streets
So in the span of less than a week, the weather in Southern California went from Nightmarishly Hot & Spawning Hell Fires to Full-Fledged Autumn. Friday night and this morning we actually had rain. Not the weak sprinkly kind of drizzle that Southern Californians erroneously refer to as "rain," but the real kind that falls from the sky and if you park your car outside, it will get clean kind of rain. And it's cold! It makes cuddling that much more special. There is something much more comforting about being warmed up when you're cold, as opposed to being cooled down when you're all sweaty and sticky.
I'm enjoying the sudden change in the weather, for as big of a fan of the sun that I am, I will always enjoy fall. The air is brisk. I think that's what I like the most. I made a Smashing Pumpkins mp3 disc for my car, and if there's one band that makes me think of autumn, it's them. Makes me think of fall 1996 when Mellon Collie & The Infinite Sadness came out and all I did was listen to it over and over.
My hair is in that awkward stage of being not-shaved and not-long, so right now it just looks kinda poofy. Well, as poofy as straight Asian hair can get. Just sticking out everywhere, not long enough to smooth down with product. Probably around T-giving it will be long enough to do that. We'll see. Until then, I'll just go around looking unkempt.
Somehow I managed to end up working 8 to 6 today. Back in the good old days, if I was asked to work anything more than 9 to 5, I'd be like Take this job and shove it down your skanky word hole. Now I have all these weird things called responsibilities and with them comes not being allowed to whine. Thank you job, for allowing me to grow and become a more mature adult. An adult that is really frickin tired. And has to get up tomorrow at 7. Boo.
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