supa sweet

speaking of really sugary sap stories and that kind of thing my card hasnt showed up and i have about $20 total in my pocket and i leave for moscow in a little bit and im actually kind of a tiny bit worried about all of this and today some lady on the metro totally made my day without even looking at me so there.

people dont smile on the street in russia. no really. and anytime they did it mostly just makes you completely worried and scared and hold your stuff a little tighter. like this serial smiler in the metro and he smiles at sarah and i with his gums and wild crazy eyes. and keeps doing it. like that girl with the curly hair in the cafe. and she just kept smiling and turning her head to follow me and did she want some kind of connection and maybe was she trying to make eyes with me and it just was an alarming kind of smile i suppose. everytime i hear someone speaking english i just assume we're best friends. in one of my worst rush hours when my hand got wedged up someone's small intestine or something i say this couple. they're both wearing backpacking stuff and northface jackets and he has the kind of face you get when you get shoved into the metrocar and get your hand wedged into someone's scrotum and someone's got their armpit nestled in the nape of your neck and he's swearing up a storm and his face is just fed up. best friend. and i make eye contact with the two and give them my biggest best american girl smile. and they're eyes get the size of saucers and they both snap their eyes to the floor and i can hear their heads screaming GYPSY.

and then theres this little lady on the metro and she gets on with these pizza boxes tied with string. i dont think they were for pizza. probably baked goods maybe. and shes beaming. and closing her eyes and theres this creep in a leather jacket next to her and she's just closing her eyes and glowing. shes totally imaging opening that box. and just starring at those baked goods. and setting them on a plate and staring at them. and bringing in her whole family so proud and just staring at them. and thinking of how good they might taste and just staring at them and glowing. and the sleazy stops slackjaw staring at sara and i and starts checking out the baked goods. and thinking about just staring at them. and just starts beaming.