01.08.24

7:42 p.m.

so i drink coffee and decide to get my hair cut-

in the afternoon after work and virgin and the bart ride home, and after work and lunch and drinking lots and lots of coffee i decide to get my hair cut- and jen takes me, driving down to san bruno to the place where (mostly) everyone i live with gets their hair cut-

and i was nervous!- seriously, i was nervous- i hadn't gotten my hair cut since i've been here and i had been going to the same guy for a long long time and seriously!, when i say long time i mean long time- seriously, like fourteen years long time-

so- san bruno and the driving and the getting of the cutting:

so, getting my hair cut and i sit down and the place is mostly empty- sitting down and this asian woman asks me what i want and i am caffeine highed and jittery and nervous (seriously!), and loudly i am using my hands to describe what i want to be done (nono, like a cesar except a little shorter, you know?,) and she smiles and touches my head and she seriously has the softest hands-

she has the softest hands and she is wispering everything she is saying and she is going slowly and slowly and slowly slowly whispering and cutting and cutting slowly slowly, and calming!,

seriously, the calm came over me and she was cutting and cutting, slowly slowly, and it was just wonderful-

and the hair came out fine, and i am happy-