Crack heads are humans too
Last night I was all coked out on sugar and caffeine. The girls and I had gone to DDs earlier to get gawked at by the Brazilians there, and I had already consumed crap loads of chocolate, so I was wigging out after the sugar/crack laced DDs coffee. I never thought I would get tired. We were watching TV and around 1:30am KaYan called and said she was stranded in Amherst. Lucky for her I was wide awake, so Kiara, Aurora and I went to go get her.
As I pulled onto Main street, we pass by this woman who yells out that she needs a ride. I thought it was a Smith girl so I turned around to get her. Nope, it was a local crazy/drug addict. She wanted a ride to Westhampton but I told her we had to get KaYan, but that we'd take her downtown. Mmm, weirdest and eeliest 3 minutes of my life.
"Thankssomuchforpickingmeup. Thecopspickedmeupandleftmeatthehospital, andtheystolemyMercedes, andwhytheygottaHATE? IleftmyBenzbackthere, andIjustgotintoafightwithmyparents. Myparentsjustdied, andI'mgoingtoNewYork, andarethereanytaxisaround? WhenIgetfamous, I'mgoingtobeonOprah, andy'allcansay, Iknowher. I'mastartmyownjeanscompany, and30%oftheproceedsaregoingtogotoprostitutesanddrugaddicts. OhIgotmoney, money'snottheproblem, it'severythingelse..."
So she's wigging out in the back seat while Kiara (bless her fucking soul, that bitch is getting into heaven if it exists, straight past the goddamn nuns) acts completely normally and is just chatting it up right back at her. She gets out of the car and reminds us not to worry, that she wasn't going to hurt us. Ok...
I do silly things sometimes. That was silly, but not something I regret. They closed down the mental hospital here in NoHo(located on route 66, by the stables) back when we were first years. So there's unattended crazies and drug addicts everywhere. But the bleeding heart in me has to wonder...where are they sleeping? What did she have to do to get that wad of cash? Where is she ending up tonight?
On another note, I make life awkward for myself. Everything is telling me not to see Dan tomorrow. We had an awkward moment on the phone last night...I mentioned how the kids offered to babysit, as a joke, and he was quiet for a second and was like, I actually think that's really sweet...ugh. Watch, I'm going to sleep with him, he's going to be selfish/horrible in bed, it's going to be awkward afterward, and then later I'm going to have to tell him, "No more, Minivan Dan!"
I've been really lethargic lately, maybe that explains everything. I'm just tired.
As I pulled onto Main street, we pass by this woman who yells out that she needs a ride. I thought it was a Smith girl so I turned around to get her. Nope, it was a local crazy/drug addict. She wanted a ride to Westhampton but I told her we had to get KaYan, but that we'd take her downtown. Mmm, weirdest and eeliest 3 minutes of my life.
"Thankssomuchforpickingmeup. Thecopspickedmeupandleftmeatthehospital, andtheystolemyMercedes, andwhytheygottaHATE? IleftmyBenzbackthere, andIjustgotintoafightwithmyparents. Myparentsjustdied, andI'mgoingtoNewYork, andarethereanytaxisaround? WhenIgetfamous, I'mgoingtobeonOprah, andy'allcansay, Iknowher. I'mastartmyownjeanscompany, and30%oftheproceedsaregoingtogotoprostitutesanddrugaddicts. OhIgotmoney, money'snottheproblem, it'severythingelse..."
So she's wigging out in the back seat while Kiara (bless her fucking soul, that bitch is getting into heaven if it exists, straight past the goddamn nuns) acts completely normally and is just chatting it up right back at her. She gets out of the car and reminds us not to worry, that she wasn't going to hurt us. Ok...
I do silly things sometimes. That was silly, but not something I regret. They closed down the mental hospital here in NoHo(located on route 66, by the stables) back when we were first years. So there's unattended crazies and drug addicts everywhere. But the bleeding heart in me has to wonder...where are they sleeping? What did she have to do to get that wad of cash? Where is she ending up tonight?
On another note, I make life awkward for myself. Everything is telling me not to see Dan tomorrow. We had an awkward moment on the phone last night...I mentioned how the kids offered to babysit, as a joke, and he was quiet for a second and was like, I actually think that's really sweet...ugh. Watch, I'm going to sleep with him, he's going to be selfish/horrible in bed, it's going to be awkward afterward, and then later I'm going to have to tell him, "No more, Minivan Dan!"
I've been really lethargic lately, maybe that explains everything. I'm just tired.