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Monday, May 23, 2005

I was bummed today. I bumped into that girl Courtney, the homeless chick and she was dressed really nice. She had a cute plaid skirt and this funny stripey shirt. It was orange and red. She even had on makeup, foundation, lipstick the whole kit. So i was liking it, she looked cute. Oh and she was standing up, usually i see her seated and ya, she's way tall. Like an inch taller then me in flip-flops. She had on flip-flops, not me.
So i saw her on my break and she came and sat with me, we smoked and she was all talky and happy and stuff. It was a nice convo, but she noticed my wedding ring and asked if i was really married. I told her that i was and she started talking about all these boys that she likes, all frantic and nervous like. I think she's into me.
I felt bad, really i wasn't trying to lead her on. I like that she's cute but I'm more interested in how she's a vagrant. That's what she says: vagrant. She's vagrant. I wanna know what that shit is like. Like what does she do all day? Collect cans? Bum change? Weird. I wanna know this stuff. Like where does she shower and where did she get makeup and a cute skirt? prolly Goodwill. They have lots of cute skirts. Maritza buys like, all her's there.
I just feel bad. I hope that she wasn't embarassed. I do like her. I think she's interesting but ya, she's vagrant.



Yeah, I'd be careful with her - she might have scabies or something. Scary.  


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