weirdo

i'm in the union right now and i'm sitting by some man who is talking to himself like a big weirdo. i'm really being serious... i can't stand the weirdness right now. i just can't do it.

and he's talking really loud too. something about being in God's hands. i don't know. i said he was talking loud.. not clear.

EW! okay so all he has with him is a huge cup of what i hope is milk cuz he's dipping a cookie in it. looks funny cuz it's the biggest cup ever and the smallest cookie ever. and he also has a notebook, headphones but not on his ears, and a crossword from today's paper. he just got up and walked over to me. this is one inch away from my face:

(and blaringly loud):

"IF THE CLEANING HAMPSTERS COME, YOU TELL THEM TO LEAVE MY STUFF THE *FUCK* ALONE. I SWEAR I'LL SNAP ALL THEIR FINGERS OFF IF THEY TOUCH MY STUFF."

mmkay.
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well i'm scared now. i feel like he's one of those people who has autism but is really smart at something.. like crosswords. like rain man and math. i don't know but i hope i don't ever act like this because i do enjoy talking to myself sometimes.

i'll forget to be a weirdo though.