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It's 4 AM, and you know what that means.
Now 25% more random!
Once in a supermarket, years and years ago, I was shopping with my mother. I feel like I've told this story before. If I have, forgive me. In any case, kneeling down a little bit away was a man in a leather coat. I, for some reason, got it in my head that this man was my father. He was not. However, I was not made aware of this until after I had leapt onto his back screaming "DADDY!" Think my mom was embarrassed?
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Back in Cranberry Pines I recall a kid getting so upset at another kid that he threatened to suicide him.
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Also in Cranberry Pines, there was a girl in my grade that would chase around boys and kiss them if she caught up with them. I always wanted her to chase me. Not that I had a crush, hell, this is 1st/2nd grade we're talking. I guess I just liked the attention? Wonder whatever happened to her...
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One more from that era. Once, during recess, three or four girls took me to the back of the field we had to show me the tree they all loved and talked to. I don't know why. I don't believe I was all too close to these girls. But apparently I was special enough to be given this top secret tree whispering information.
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The kid that used to live across the street, Brad Quick was his name I believe, used to always get me to play basketball with him. I eventually began to suspect that he only asked me to play because he knew I sucked and he could win easily. I also suspected him of being a jackass. I'm glad I stopped hanging out with him.
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I sometimes day dream that I have special powers and fight off special government agents/secret crime syndicates. Other times, I day dream that I, and everyone I know have special powers and fight off special government agents/secret crime syndicates. Sometimes I like to day dream that I, and everyone I know, are living in a fantasy Everquest-esque world. I day dream a lot. I am a major geek.
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"I'm such a geek."
"Oh, no, no you're not. You just have hobbies, nothing wrong with that."
This kind of conversation has happened. It is at that point that I want to give them the finger, but I'm just too polite. Fuck you, buddy. Did I say there was something wrong with it? I'm damn proud of my geekdom.
Shit, this was going to be longer, but it's 4:16, and I'm supposed to be waking up in an hour to get ready to head back to Jersey. I've obviously already given up on sleeping, but the plan is to get ready now so I have time to pack and stuff. Get a kapacheeno from Dunkin Donuts. There is no point to me spelling that word like that. I just didn't want to bother thinking of the correct spelling.
Now 25% more random!
Once in a supermarket, years and years ago, I was shopping with my mother. I feel like I've told this story before. If I have, forgive me. In any case, kneeling down a little bit away was a man in a leather coat. I, for some reason, got it in my head that this man was my father. He was not. However, I was not made aware of this until after I had leapt onto his back screaming "DADDY!" Think my mom was embarrassed?
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Back in Cranberry Pines I recall a kid getting so upset at another kid that he threatened to suicide him.
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Also in Cranberry Pines, there was a girl in my grade that would chase around boys and kiss them if she caught up with them. I always wanted her to chase me. Not that I had a crush, hell, this is 1st/2nd grade we're talking. I guess I just liked the attention? Wonder whatever happened to her...
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One more from that era. Once, during recess, three or four girls took me to the back of the field we had to show me the tree they all loved and talked to. I don't know why. I don't believe I was all too close to these girls. But apparently I was special enough to be given this top secret tree whispering information.
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The kid that used to live across the street, Brad Quick was his name I believe, used to always get me to play basketball with him. I eventually began to suspect that he only asked me to play because he knew I sucked and he could win easily. I also suspected him of being a jackass. I'm glad I stopped hanging out with him.
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I sometimes day dream that I have special powers and fight off special government agents/secret crime syndicates. Other times, I day dream that I, and everyone I know have special powers and fight off special government agents/secret crime syndicates. Sometimes I like to day dream that I, and everyone I know, are living in a fantasy Everquest-esque world. I day dream a lot. I am a major geek.
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"I'm such a geek."
"Oh, no, no you're not. You just have hobbies, nothing wrong with that."
This kind of conversation has happened. It is at that point that I want to give them the finger, but I'm just too polite. Fuck you, buddy. Did I say there was something wrong with it? I'm damn proud of my geekdom.
Shit, this was going to be longer, but it's 4:16, and I'm supposed to be waking up in an hour to get ready to head back to Jersey. I've obviously already given up on sleeping, but the plan is to get ready now so I have time to pack and stuff. Get a kapacheeno from Dunkin Donuts. There is no point to me spelling that word like that. I just didn't want to bother thinking of the correct spelling.