A Haircut Too Short for Comfort (Part 4) – Mad Chaos: January 19, 1999

Sunday Night Phone Call

When the movie was over Ralf dropped me off home and as the time was 9:30 p.m. I thought not to give Lyssa a call because it was a bit too late. Nevertheless, Lyssa decided to give me a call later on Sunday night and as she did we had a conversation lasting half an hour. At most times I was adamant to keep to myself and not talk too greatly with Lyssa because I still felt a resentment for Lyssa walking all over me on Friday night.

What pissed me off is that Lyssa didn’t know how I felt but still to today I haven’t told her nothing but the fact that I’m being wary with Lyssa and that I’m upset with her for some reason. I’m sure Lyssa knows exactly what I’m on about.

Trouble at Camden Tavern

In our conversation on Sunday night Lyssa told me how she visited Camden Tavern and as soon as she walked in the door she noticed Phoenix. Phoenix was with Sofia and a couple of other friends and as Lyssa walked in a sigh came from Phoenix. Lyssa told me how she cynically sighed back at Phoenix and then she almost got into a fight with her. Lyssa was hugely pissed off with Phoenix’s tartness as she told me she was shaking with anger ready to jump onto Phoenix and tear her up.

That’s how pissed off Lyssa was but seeing that Phoenix had many friends and Lyssa was all alone she thought against it. Asking what clothes Lyssa had on and if they could have been torn open to reveal her boobs in the cat fight she informed me that she would have been worse off than Phoenix in that category. Phoenix is really starting to piss me off and apart from Penelope who would have hunted her down if anything had happened to Lyssa’s appearance I would have also jumped into the bandwagon to give some manipulation back to Phoenix’s face.

Gossip From Sunday Night

Lyssa also informed me how she had just been to dinner with Kieran and Milton along with some other guy and that’s why she didn’t call me until so late on Sunday night. It pissed me off to continually hear Lyssa telling me of Kieran and Milton’s pathetic attempts to suck up Lyssa’s ass in order to get some pussy but it’s never going to happen. I got so pissed off that I informed Lyssa never to speak of Kieran or Milton again in that manner.

Lyssa then informed me that they all headed to Pedro’s house after that and once again Pedro was asking Lyssa continually for a massage but she kept saying no. Lyssa is really starting to hate Pedro, almost as much as Braxton now. I’m not sure what they were doing there but Lyssa told me how Pedro picked up Kieran and showing his manhood he slammed him onto Milton’s car causing a dent in the bonnet.

Lyssa thought that was heaps funny but this is what I think is heaps funny. Lyssa now believes that Milton could be gay and it wouldn’t be that far off. For one, he had a girlfriend for a year and a half, never had sex with her. One day she finally confronted him and asked if they could have sex, he went all weird and dumped her. Then there’s the fact that he doesn’t want to watch the porno that Kieran has, why, maybe because he’s gay.

Lyssa also informed me of a rumor that Redd and Nadia broke up a couple of days ago. Of this she wasn’t sure as she said “Redd broke it off and he was the one that said he wanted to get married to Nadia and live with her forever.” Lyssa noted that they were always arguing and they had seen this as a way out of arguing.

My concept also includes the fact that Redd is now big and he probably has his eyes on someone else already, that would have been the helping hand. Lyssa and I also chatted about how she knew Dominic and the other guy as we chatted about my night at ‘Waves’.

Polaroid Dares

Our conversation got into lingerie and corsets then somehow Lyssa and I got into the discussion of taking nude Polaroid photos. I told Lyssa that she would never find the courage to pose nude for a camera and Lyssa informed me that if I bought a Polaroid camera and as long as the photos were tasteful she would pose nude. That sounds pretty convincing but I bet that if it came up to the moment Lyssa would not involve herself in any nude photos.

Lyssa and I also talked of something and even though it doesn’t deserve to be in this paragraph and should be a page or two prior to this I shall write it here. Lyssa enlightened me on the fact that Milton drove to Lyssa’s house unexpectedly with take out food for the both of them to eat on Friday night. This was the night that Lyssa took me out to Chili’s and I found out that Milton was over her house half an hour after that. How much of a suck ass is that…

Late Night Talk of College

My conversation with Lyssa on Sunday night ended around 11:30 p.m. but Lyssa informed me that she won’t be heading to College for Monday. Lyssa was having her periods or she just didn’t feel like going but rather, she wanted to spend some time with me for my birthday. Knowing that I had to head to the Gym and also to Campbelltown to take out my money and pay some bills I informed Lyssa that a movie wasn’t on the list but meeting in Campbelltown was.

Through the night Lyssa kept asking if anything was wrong because I was being very quiet keeping to myself but I didn’t want to confront Lyssa with the truth of my anger. Lyssa also didn’t like the fact that we weren’t going to the movies and she blamed it on me trying to avoid Lyssa’s company as if something was wrong.

In the end we weren’t sure if Lyssa was going to meet with me at all but Lyssa would call me for Monday. Saying goodnight to each other I let Lyssa get to sleep and until 5:00 a.m. I kept myself up typing in my computer for half the night and watching television for the other half.

Reading Shakespeare at Dawn

Monday we are at now and as I’ve just had a fair rest from typing on this computer I shall begin once more for this last stretch. The time is 4:18 a.m. and I guess it is now Tuesday morning but I don’t feel as if I should start another entry, it can all be done right here.

Anyway, I’ve just been reading up on some poetry to calm my hands and my senses but as far as writing poetry goes I still haven’t got back my mental edge. Reading through some more Shakespearean Sonnets I noticed how he is so elaborate and confusing with his poetry but so understanding. With Shakespeare’s poems there is an understanding to his poems but in these modern times the language has to be deciphered.

He speaks so figurative and with such dense and unused wording to my nature that I am often at a loss to know what he is trying to set out with his Sonnets. Despite that I am usually able to get the basis of what he is trying to get across and then with the annotations at the bottom I can assume the rest. Anyway, we are here to speak now of Monday…

Monday Refusing to Walk

Monday around 1:00 p.m. Lyssa decided to give me a call asking what was happening for our day. Unsure of the events I assured Lyssa that I would be heading first to Campbelltown until around 4:00 p.m. and then I will head back for the Gym. Lyssa wasn’t happy with the fact that she would have to walk to Campbelltown and spend an hour or so walking around with me only to head home. Well, considering that I always used to meet Lyssa in the City and walk around with her for a couple of hours I figured Lyssa shouldn’t have that much of a problem with this.

On top of that Lyssa really wanted to be with me for my birthday so if it was that important to her she wouldn’t have cared about the circumstances, she would just have met with me in Campbelltown. Despite Lyssa wanting to spend time with me on my birthday she didn’t think that Campbelltown with me was appropriate so she decided against it. “Maybe I’ll come over later tonight” she upsettingly murmured and with that she let me get back to sleep.

Getting myself back to sleep after my phone call with Lyssa I managed to wake up around 2:00 p.m. and getting myself ready, having a shower and something to eat I began my trek to Campbelltown. The weather was hot and I began to sweat on the way there and by the time I was home my clothes were one step from being drenched. On the way to Campbelltown I noticed the girl that I used to do the HELP course with back in 1996 before I landed my first job.

She was the one that actually liked me but I didn’t think much of her, I can’t remember her name but it’s in my Diary. Heading to the lights on the bypass we were side by side to each other and then she decided to say hello. Introducing the tall guy beside her as her fiancé we just talked about how each of us were doing, you know the usual shit. This is the girl that works at the hairdressers where the crossing on Queen Street is, in that little pedestrian bit. I thought I might add that part because I think I’ve mentioned where she works once before.

Bills and a Birthday Twin

Parting our ways so I could head for the bank I withdrew my money and then headed to pay off my Telstra phone bill. Handing over $60 to my bill I exited and then made my way downstairs to the hairdressers where I once again bumped into the girl and her fiancé at the front entrance. While downstairs and near the fruit shop I noticed Astor who occasionally hung out with us in the TBC days.

He also noticed me so we stopped each other to have a chat. It was here that Astor told me it was his birthday and informing him that it was also mine I remembered that our birthdays were on the same day but he was one year older than me. With this funny coincidence under our belt he told me how he had a party where he had just a little bit too much to drink. We chatted for a couple of minutes and then I finished my trip to the hairdresser downstairs.

The Hairdresser Hit the Jackpot

The hairdresser that I wanted to use (I think her name way Kay) wasn’t there so I had t use some other lady. Approaching the shop though I was approached by one of the juniors and remembering that last time I was treated by a nice girl, this time I hit the jackpot. This girl was tall, great boobs, great ass, great tan and she was either a soft Indian, Spanish or Lebanese. She had a mad face covered by her black frilled hair and she had a soft and quiet appearance to her even though she liked to chat.

When I first walked into the shop and told her that I wanted to cut my hair I took my hat off and talked slightly different. I’m not sure what her little smirk meant when her lips slightly widened but I gather she must have thought I was cute or funny. She sat me down and then as I was waiting she was the one to wash my hair.

Once again I soaked myself deep into this experience as much as the water cleansed my hair. With my eyes closed for practically all of the experience I felt soothed and refreshed. She had done wonders to relax my mind and then when it came to my haircut I fear I relaxed too much. By that I mean I got my hair cut fairly short and even though I can put it back in a ponytail it’s at an odd length. In a ponytail my hair is just a bit more than a stub at the back and Lyssa fears that it would look weird.

Hair That Refuses to Stay

My undercut was number one so that alone was pretty short and weird. When I let my hair just hang it comes to my chin and overall it just makes me either look girly or cute, which do you prefer. Needless to say, even with Brylcreem my hair doesn’t seem to stay intact and it never really looks good. My hair was pretty much a flop and I hope it grows a tiny bit so it will look somewhat better.

A Shoplifting Scene Mid Haircut

During the time I was getting my hair cut I noticed from the back of my eye two girls leaving the store in a bit of a rush and then a couple of seconds later a lady informed the owners that someone had stolen some hair care products. The two juniors including the one that washed my hair stormed out with grins on their faces eager to bust them. They were gone for a fair while and then when some security passed by the lady in the store doing my hair told them of the occurrence.

They also scooted off and within minutes all of them were back, hair care products and all. One of the busted girls with a dress on seemed worried where the other one who was much taller wasn’t phased at all. All they really done in the twenty minutes they contained them was probably get numbers and let them off with a warning because I had seen them a little later at the bus stop as I was headed home. Anyway, paying for my haircut and the rest that was done to it I made my way out.