"One word, Jim: Plastics"

May 29, 2006 00:47

Secrets don't make friends, but they do make good bedfellows.
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Henry's 21st was on Sunday and even though I worked the closing shift at Video Mart, I called him up at 1:15 am on Sunday after work and drove over to his house where his housemates were having a party.
Hadn't seen him in a year, and he was smashed by the time I could say "Happy Birthday." We basically exchanged hellos, then he was done for the night and retired to his room. I stayed and got myself to his level, wandered into his room at some point in the night to see if he was awake, to no avail, and then drove home.
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I feel like I should start a sordid affair with an older married man (The Graduate-style). I always am 10 steps ahead of myself.
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Have to finance the writer's lifestyle somehow...
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