deep in the ocean, there lies a wave for you

When I am writing in my little journal thing on the metro, usually calculating finances or making notes to myself or sometimes even writing some obviously very poignant prose, I am FIERCE about my privacy. I hook my arm around the notebook to prevent anyone from even getting even a single glimpse at what I’m writing.

However, the other day when I was on the metro, I saw a normal-looking old dude writing in HIS notebook, and I saw that he was making a “to-do” list, and I creepily read what he was writing like a creepster because I am nosy and weird.

I also try to see what people are listening to on their iPods. Alyson does the same thing, she told me she saw some chick listening to “Summer Girls” (as in that song by LFO) one day. Like, really? Not even when that song was out on the radio was it acceptable.

So, I’m a hypocrite. And a creepy weirdo. Whatever.