Jan 31, 2005 00:11
So at the contra dance on Tuesday a girl who i kind of know said that she was thinking about going to Asheville either this (past) weekend or the one after and that if i wanted to go alls i'd have to do would be to kick in a little gas money and she'd take me down on Friday and back on Sunday... so i though, 'rock'... and got her phone number... but then left the dance without it... so... oops... but then today (Sunday) while i was eating diner alone, another friend came up and sat with me and told me that he was going to go home Friday and asked if i wanted to go with. I said 'hells yeah' because i thought i had lost my opportunity with Anna Maria (not her real name, but it really looked like that when she wrote it down)... so i got pretty fuckin' stoked about it because i have come home so little this year, and this term has been stressful as fuck... so i told Skuzi about the possibility of it and she were all happy and such, but i needed confirmation from the 'rents. so i called them and they said that they weren't doing anything and that it'd be cool with them if i came home. so that was great! in the conversation with them which followed i realized that i couldn't leave Friday because i had the gallery opening!!! and i really cant miss that... as one of the board members i'm kinda required to be there... so my brain was like 'FUCK!' because there was no way that either of them would want to go down Saturday to come back on Sunday. so i said as much to the rents and was able to talk my mother into coming to the gallery opening and then taking me home but i need to use one of my friends to get a ride back to winston on sunday... so... it was a close call, but in the end underpants prevailed.
so... theres the story for you. it seems a lot more epic in my own head... oh well.