last night
so there's this kid in my building I met before, fourth of july, rooftop discussed burning man & drugs, he's a deadhead, tall, black, very dorky, dresses as proper deadhead with steal your face buttons and all
and it was his birthday yesterday, I talked to him and friends in the courtyard on my way to the bodega for some junk food, I returned in minutes, they were still there
I had found him a gift on the street of a pair of hologram cardboard glasses and I bought him a second of the weird bread pudding I had gone to the bodega for, a strange sort of syrupy treat
kid knows me, big ups me to his friends as mr burner, he's twenty-four, I'm fifty, wow that's half, I take some shots of tequila from the bottle in the courtyard while the smell of weed wafts in the air.
I excuse myself and retreat to my lair, they said they'd be in the common basement area for a while, so I figured I'd work a little more, spruce myself up, and join them
i found a proper gift #3 from my stash, a lenticular sonic the hedgehog coffee cup that I'd had for a couple of years, seemed a good fit, joined them in the basement and followed along with others to the apartment.
gift #4, i had been telling the birthday boy that I have a large stash of hallucinogens that I do not especially enjoy, some (legal, btw) molecules that might entertain his friends, and I said I'd be glad give them some on some other evening, not right now when they have other plans, he agreed they would probably like it, said something about introducing me to his lsd connection to trade or whatever
the party moves upstairs to an apartment, I faintly smell weed when I walk in, everyone is dragging beer, the kid is trying to find the tequila for me, though really I'd have been fine with just a soda.
awkward, i was introduced around, I'm standing there with nothing to say to these people, I just know the kid, not sure how to integrate myself here. Trying to decide how long I want to stay.
the kid after a couple of minutes takes me outside in the hall and tells me that I need to leave because I was talking about drugs, because one of his friends is just out of rehab and can't handle being triggered or something?
ha. haha.