Thursday, August 12, 2004

It takes so little to please me... high maintenance, my ass.

Last night I was heading home from the bad Karaoke on the F train and some annoying guy was singing and playing guitar, looking for money. He worked our particular car for a while, actually. Usually they sing, ask for money and move to the next car in the span of one to two stops. This guy sang, came up and down the car with the hat and then started singing and playing again while walking back and forth the middle part of the car where I was sitting. Kind of annoyed me until I looked up and saw that the tattoo on his left arm said Amanda. It was a really pretty script too. With a little green highlighting I think. And it made me so happy. Wouldn't it be awesome if everyone had a really pretty Amanda tattoo somewhere on their body. But until that day, this one made me really happy. And I kinda wished I had something other than a twenty on me. I might've given up a $10 for the amusement that the tattoo gave me, but I guess it wasn't enough for a $20. But it just made me smile. While listening to my iPod and not his very bad singing. Eventually I saw that Adam was tattooed on the other side. I think it means that my soulmate is named Adam, right? Heh. Soulmate. Ew.

Then I got home and took a shower. I finally opened and used the soap I got in Vegas back in February and it was awesome. It was pikaki soap and it smelled so good and just made me think of home. I don't know why, but out of all the places I've lived Hawai'i is the one that feels most like home to me. And I was only there for a couple years until college. But it does feel like home to me. And I do think that some day I'm going to get exhausted by New York and move back there. But until then I'll visit a lot and go and buy a ton more of this pikaki soap. Yeah, y'all now know what you're all getting for Christmas, pikaki soap and Lush bath bombs. Hee.