Best laid plans

Sep 03, 2008 22:54

Been sick as heck for a few days so I ate early, set up car and mosquito netting. went through evening routine ready to bolt if anyone lit a fire. no camp fires-yay! It was going to be an easy night. Right?

Bunch of loud drunks in the picnic area behind my space starts to get real loud - sounded like a bunch of juicer boys - testosterone overdose has a distinctive beat and they tried to pick a fight with every person that went near them and a few trees for good measure. Some folks tried to get them to quiet down which created some pretty loud, boring and predictable banter. I just hoped to ride it out and was extra careful when I went out to seek relief. Heard some faggot talk but who could tell who they were talking to -shrug. Just getting ready to crash when they lit a very smoky fire - just fucking around or were they messing with me.. who knows they could see me wearing my mask - more shrugs. People in the area have seen me in my genderqueered and masked glory for a while. could only break camp and get out as fast as possible - I'm quite ill from it. I and my stuff are all smoky as heck - bad news as that alone makes me sick. in the past I was unable to stay in an area that had burned over five years ago...

When campers have fires I can usually find a 'safe from smoke' place out in the park to crash. There is much more danger from people out there and I sure am not staying out there with those jerks at large. So here I sit in a McD's parking lot well past my bedtime, ill and experiencing a mini exile within my exile.

flying away. it is closed and empty here making me a target for jerks or police.
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