Trip report: VANCWA party scene.
This weekend was supposed to be about me being poutty and brooding over loves lost and personal failures. It turned into one of the more refreshing experiences of the year.
I was at a Vancouver party with Jason and Dana, wildly drunk, and demanding random strangers where my new best friend. I beat up a tubby girl, looking up at the balcony for thumbs up or down from the crowd while saying "Put her down"? It was funny, laffo.
In the middle of a meandering diatribe against sodomites and idolaters I noticed this ball-achingly hotness chick who looked at me twice, so I started talking right in her face, and she was listening to me and giving me body language cues that she didn’t think I was a faggot-fucking douche-bag, so after I ran out of canned hate speech I started winging it, (think Saturday Night Live skit where the morning show's teleprompter fails; Clan of the Hand all up in this shit). She thought I was tolerable, so we hung out in the dark laundry room and I told her she was neat and we played Connect-4.
I got to spend the night watching her breathe.
Today I led an abortive raid on the movie theater with her as my assault element, and I watched cartoons.
The tides of the World bring people into our lives, and what we chose to do with them is up to us. I had a great weekend.
I was at a Vancouver party with Jason and Dana, wildly drunk, and demanding random strangers where my new best friend. I beat up a tubby girl, looking up at the balcony for thumbs up or down from the crowd while saying "Put her down"? It was funny, laffo.
In the middle of a meandering diatribe against sodomites and idolaters I noticed this ball-achingly hotness chick who looked at me twice, so I started talking right in her face, and she was listening to me and giving me body language cues that she didn’t think I was a faggot-fucking douche-bag, so after I ran out of canned hate speech I started winging it, (think Saturday Night Live skit where the morning show's teleprompter fails; Clan of the Hand all up in this shit). She thought I was tolerable, so we hung out in the dark laundry room and I told her she was neat and we played Connect-4.
I got to spend the night watching her breathe.
Today I led an abortive raid on the movie theater with her as my assault element, and I watched cartoons.
The tides of the World bring people into our lives, and what we chose to do with them is up to us. I had a great weekend.