Saturday, August 07, 2004

 

the little girl who works here has no idea how hot she is

oh: a spiral makes a snail. a spiral makes everything. the golden spiral. what's the differentiation?

i'm so sick of chinese people. i left america because i was sick of americans. no, i left america because i wanted to go back to china. now i realize that chinese people are just like americans. just as prejudiced, just as small minded. the men hate me because i get paid. the women love me because i get paid. it's not even that i get paid. it's that i look like i get paid. i get spit at, glared at, stared at. women giggle and look away. everyone who's selling something is my friend. everyone who's my friend is selling something.

the thing i like about it, the saving grace, is that i'm constantly learning. chinese. every exchange is a learning experience. i hope i see donna today at the bus station.

i want to go to a park or play basketball or eat dinner. i wanna do something with her have a nice time. i don't wanna fuck her. i mean, maybe i'll fuck her. if it happens, it'll be nice. it'll be nice because it'll be natural. i don't even have her phone number. i don't wanna ask shantel for it because i think that would be weird.

working is like a screw in me turning, slowly turning, ever turning.

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