tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17639529.post115211023436145728..comments2023-09-11T22:55:01.527+08:00Comments on As I Was Passing: Some HallucinationsJennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14359604151544863025noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17639529.post-1152250843652846852006-07-07T13:40:00.000+08:002006-07-07T13:40:00.000+08:00Yep know jus what you mean! :)Yep know jus what you mean! :)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17639529.post-1152213939705321032006-07-07T03:25:00.000+08:002006-07-07T03:25:00.000+08:00Grey: You and me both, babe, we always have the nu...Grey: You and me both, babe, we always have the nutters come to talk to us. But you know what they say, the raving nutters are people too. Just listen, they're probably dead lonely.<BR/><BR/>A thinker: I know, it's like I have a sign on my forehead or something...(or maybe they recognise a kindred spirit)Jennhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14359604151544863025noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17639529.post-1152195119343239212006-07-06T22:11:00.000+08:002006-07-06T22:11:00.000+08:00Wow. You get into such strange situations, don't y...Wow. You get into such strange situations, don't you. Very weird.Susannahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17254213819711388842noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17639529.post-1152179407094080482006-07-06T17:50:00.000+08:002006-07-06T17:50:00.000+08:00yeah i remember this time when i was in the US, th...yeah i remember this time when i was in the US, this dude came and sat next to me on the bus and started telling me how dope was divine and how some ppl paid him money to go from NY to LA where he was on the streets with a board which kinda said how dope was cool! The stop where he got off was a med rehab center!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17639529.post-1152152761764340992006-07-06T10:26:00.000+08:002006-07-06T10:26:00.000+08:00Shain: Welcome to my blog. AHAHAHAHA! If you had s...Shain: Welcome to my blog. AHAHAHAHA! If you had seen the guy - he was not in the same zipcode as metrosexual. He looked disgusting with his rubbery skin, his belly hanging out, ugh! I like metros...if he was eye candy, I would not be complaining about him at all.Jennhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14359604151544863025noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17639529.post-1152151482739296792006-07-06T10:04:00.001+08:002006-07-06T10:04:00.001+08:00A white mop of hair suited my perception on mad sc...A white mop of hair suited my perception on mad scientist to a T..but a topless guy in a sarong??? Guess it's the Beckham metrosexual effect!Everymanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06071069462010723271noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17639529.post-1152151440045805592006-07-06T10:04:00.000+08:002006-07-06T10:04:00.000+08:00Um yeah, crazy people. Am scared of them so try av...Um yeah, crazy people. Am scared of them so try avoiding eye contact. But lots of lonely people come talk to me. They think I look friendly. Then they ask me to go home with them and sleep on their sofas. Because they're so lonely.<BR/><BR/>Sigh.Jennhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14359604151544863025noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17639529.post-1152147958435018542006-07-06T09:05:00.000+08:002006-07-06T09:05:00.000+08:00I bet when you take a bus or stand in line at the ...I bet when you take a bus or stand in line at the check out, the crazy people talk to you. No one else, just you. And you actually have conversations with them back. (I do.)<BR/><BR/>Really, really smart people always go crazy because theirs brains get worn out from thinking hard.Nessahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07779269921583131094noreply@blogger.com