Walkabout
There are times in a person's life, they meet someone truly special. That person becomes part of you, an extension of your family. I have three very good friends like this. The one I am speaking about however, I didn't really like her initially. I felt she was kind of rude and condescending.
And then one day in college where we had met, we were sitting there talking about muscle cars and men, and just laughing so hard we could barely talk. It was how I really got to know her. We know each other better now but there are still moments together where one or the other will just look at the other and lose it because we'll know that the other is thinking something probably terrible, but it's just so funny. We go out to dinner and have long conversations over our meal, that can and will involve everything in our life.
Her life is so full of irony it's phenomenal. The second she complains about how something always happens, the universe finds a way to throw out the exception. You want an intelligent, interesting man? Not going to happen. Oh! But if it does, he's exactly like your father. Down to his name. That was true story, I don't think I ever laughed at someone so hard in my life.
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She gives as good as she takes though. As one of my close friends that hangs out with me consistently, she gets to see all the RANDOM crap I do. What I love is that she never judges, just accepts it and at times encourages. Like walking head first into something that could probably kill me. I'm reckless and don't really think about consequences until it's too late and then I'm standing there giggling nervously going, "OH MY GOD, I COULD HAVE DIED!" She will stop me and show me the outcomes and then,"Still wanna do it? I'll go with you."
She rides in my car all the under strict understanding that at anytime she could possibly die, because I am a terrible driver. I run over curbs, bump over trash cans and drive away, get distracted and DRIFT. And she doesn't say a word, doesn't generally scream. The only time she hit me was after the train track lights had started to come down, I rev up and speed across BECAUSE I COULD MAKE IT DAMMIT! The conversation was me laughing as WHAM there's this hard hit to my shoulder.
"What was that for?!"
"For being an idiot!" She tells me as our other friend is hyperventilating and yelling at me from the back.
"I'm always an idiot, you don't normally hit me for it!" I was very insulted (but not really as I couldn't stop laughing), especially since we had made it across the tracks in plenty of time.
Later I had found it was a residual reaction from when some idiot had stopped on the tracks, as the train was oncoming. Now I do a lot of dumb things because I just don't think of the consequences of my actions, but even I know how stupid it is to stop on the train tracks. Other than that one instance though she just laughs and jokes that it's my amazing luck with the universe. It has kept me alive through the many things I have done to harm myself. We joke that we met because I probably exhausted god's guardian angel supply and she needed a method to earn her way to heaven.
As I dropped her off at her house last night after FANTASTIC burgers from red robins, I was squealing over my freshly fixed car and it's new brakes. In her sardonic voice all she says is, "Yea, now all you have to worry about is that squeak in your steering wheel."
Me being the most laid back person on the planet, I just shrug. "It's normal as far as I can tell. I'll worry when it falls off."
She paused from getting out of the car and threw back her head as she laughed. "I just got this image of you, where the wheel comes off when you're driving, and your hands are full so you still try driving with your knees even though it wouldn't do anything."
I cracked up as well and we traded scenarios where I would get out of the car laugh nervously (It's my inappropriate default reaction to bad situations), and holding up my wheel to the other drivers going "MY BAD" mad giggles abound. But this is why I love her brain. Apart from constantly laughing about near death situations, she is one of a kind, grade A, human. Not perfect and doesn't try to be. It's always perfect to end the night with a cheers and laughter how ridiculous life can be.
And then one day in college where we had met, we were sitting there talking about muscle cars and men, and just laughing so hard we could barely talk. It was how I really got to know her. We know each other better now but there are still moments together where one or the other will just look at the other and lose it because we'll know that the other is thinking something probably terrible, but it's just so funny. We go out to dinner and have long conversations over our meal, that can and will involve everything in our life.
Her life is so full of irony it's phenomenal. The second she complains about how something always happens, the universe finds a way to throw out the exception. You want an intelligent, interesting man? Not going to happen. Oh! But if it does, he's exactly like your father. Down to his name. That was true story, I don't think I ever laughed at someone so hard in my life.
`1
She gives as good as she takes though. As one of my close friends that hangs out with me consistently, she gets to see all the RANDOM crap I do. What I love is that she never judges, just accepts it and at times encourages. Like walking head first into something that could probably kill me. I'm reckless and don't really think about consequences until it's too late and then I'm standing there giggling nervously going, "OH MY GOD, I COULD HAVE DIED!" She will stop me and show me the outcomes and then,"Still wanna do it? I'll go with you."
She rides in my car all the under strict understanding that at anytime she could possibly die, because I am a terrible driver. I run over curbs, bump over trash cans and drive away, get distracted and DRIFT. And she doesn't say a word, doesn't generally scream. The only time she hit me was after the train track lights had started to come down, I rev up and speed across BECAUSE I COULD MAKE IT DAMMIT! The conversation was me laughing as WHAM there's this hard hit to my shoulder.
"What was that for?!"
"For being an idiot!" She tells me as our other friend is hyperventilating and yelling at me from the back.
"I'm always an idiot, you don't normally hit me for it!" I was very insulted (but not really as I couldn't stop laughing), especially since we had made it across the tracks in plenty of time.
Later I had found it was a residual reaction from when some idiot had stopped on the tracks, as the train was oncoming. Now I do a lot of dumb things because I just don't think of the consequences of my actions, but even I know how stupid it is to stop on the train tracks. Other than that one instance though she just laughs and jokes that it's my amazing luck with the universe. It has kept me alive through the many things I have done to harm myself. We joke that we met because I probably exhausted god's guardian angel supply and she needed a method to earn her way to heaven.
As I dropped her off at her house last night after FANTASTIC burgers from red robins, I was squealing over my freshly fixed car and it's new brakes. In her sardonic voice all she says is, "Yea, now all you have to worry about is that squeak in your steering wheel."
Me being the most laid back person on the planet, I just shrug. "It's normal as far as I can tell. I'll worry when it falls off."
She paused from getting out of the car and threw back her head as she laughed. "I just got this image of you, where the wheel comes off when you're driving, and your hands are full so you still try driving with your knees even though it wouldn't do anything."
I cracked up as well and we traded scenarios where I would get out of the car laugh nervously (It's my inappropriate default reaction to bad situations), and holding up my wheel to the other drivers going "MY BAD" mad giggles abound. But this is why I love her brain. Apart from constantly laughing about near death situations, she is one of a kind, grade A, human. Not perfect and doesn't try to be. It's always perfect to end the night with a cheers and laughter how ridiculous life can be.