Aug 26, 2007 19:24
Last night was non stop and in being so helped me greatly. As I sat alone with the only other non smoker in the room the conversation somehow turned to weather which led to me saying I was moving to Vancouver. "I gotta live somewhere where I can ski and play hockey." I say. "Oh man I wish I could play. I played my whole life until I moved here three years ago." It's a sad story when you meet someone who is also deprived of their greatest love but it's refreshing to have that person to talk to about the love. It's somewhere on the border of orgasmic when it's a drop dead gorgeous woman.
My lady friend joined the group late last night. It was her best friend's birthday party before hand and she was close to zonkin out the whole time but we talked at length about music and our favorite Bonnaroo moments. I have mad respect for the girl who walks into a room full of my closest friends knowing damn well they all are going to know what she's there for and immediately start making the judgments. A woman like that either has balls or a serious lack of sanity. Dear lord I hope it's not the latter. She's a great kisser which is going to get her far even if she is.
All that being said and because it wouldn't be proper Spike Life Material if there wasn't a hitch; I got it bad. Not for her. I barely know her. For someone off limits. For a woman so beautiful from every angle that I probably don't deserve her. "I can't help but to touch you when you're so close." I tell her and she smiles back just as gentle as the pass she makes over my hand with hers. Her way of saying, "ditto". Still nothing can come of it. When everyone is gone we are left alone to be intoxicated and responsible. There's a list of people and relationships that can potentially be ruined by selfish actions and it's not my place to cause that kind of pain. As she pulled herself closer and laid her head on my shoulder I just smiled and rain my fingers through her hair. I wanted to kiss her, to hold her face in my hand, to remember what it feels like to fade to black only to come to again moments before your heart explodes all over this beautiful treasure. But nobody likes bloody treasure. It's reminiscent of the pain caused to obtain it. But never knowing what that feeling is like will keep everything clean. There's no pain in not having her if I've never even experienced what it's like to have her. Will power keeps hearts whole here.
We will continue to shoot each other smiles, winks, smirks and laughs. We'll unnecessarily wrap our hands around the others waist in an attempt to register our presence and our hands will linger in one another's seconds longer than anybody else passing the bowl around. That's all I can have and all we can give. There's so much beauty in the simple way people communicate.
Last night I apologized to someone who has deserved it for weeks. There is nothing more refreshing than someone telling you they appreciate what you've been doing and then huggin it out. Last night was yet again needed. At this rate, with this line-up I've got supporting me I'm going to be healed by the end of the week.
And in my closing I want to say that one of my favorite shows growing up was American Gladiator. A large majority of you know this since I wouldn't shut up about it for weeks after they started reshowing it on ESPN Classic. That was a ploy my friends. A little taste of the good shit to make you want more. What I'm telling you is that NBC is now taking applications for the NEW American Gladiators. I found out around noon today and had all 22 pages printed and filled out by 6. Some of the highlights of the application are the 3x3 box you have to draw a picture of yourself in and the section next to it where you have 6 lines to write either a poem or rap. I'm having a hard time picking what verse of something I've already written I'm going to share.
Sample Q and A's
Q: How are you Competitive in your everyday life?
A: I currently play NHL07 as I wait for NHL08 to come out. When it does I plan to dominate in the online community.
Q: Have you had any experiences that have traumatized you? If yes, please explain:
A: When they canceled American Gladiator.
That one was totally Erin's genius. I answered with the first thing that came to my head in all of it. The answers show my personality well. Either they think I'm Gladiator material or they don't but you do not let chances like that pass you by. The worst that happens is I get a rejection letter to put on my wall next to the TV so I can look at it when I watch new episodes.
All of these treasures so rare yet I stay on the hunt.
You were hungry. I threw you ice cubes. I barely have time to feed myself.