Light a candle, curse the glare.
Jun. 25th, 2001 11:02 amOh yes. I remembered now. My compatriots were marvelling, yesterday at the Fremont BART station, at the streak of grey they'd supposedly found in my hair.
Mark that, this morning after my shower, I could find no evidence of this. Not that it means they were wrong, mind you. Perhaps mistaken.
Curious. For some reason, LJ consistently thinks I'm on the other side of the dateline, and tries to date my entries for tomorrow.
Mark that, this morning after my shower, I could find no evidence of this. Not that it means they were wrong, mind you. Perhaps mistaken.
Curious. For some reason, LJ consistently thinks I'm on the other side of the dateline, and tries to date my entries for tomorrow.