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I guess I should update this thing.
So, last saturday, I was at this awesome show, like bang my head, scream to the covers awesome, and theirs a lot to be said for that because I don't particularly like the way my neck feels the next day. I was on my second 40 in the alley, and this kid walks up, so where are all the drunk people?
it's too cold for them.
And his travelling partner and his ride from okc hang around and we chat about stupid shit, i talk about how I don't like the kids that hang out here, why he's going to vegas, just joke around and shoot the shit. I mention where I work and when I get off, blah blah blah we should go get a spacebag and hang out at the park tomorrow. This chick walks up and talks about pulling a tapeworm out of her ass and apparently this is his travelin partner's girlfriend, who is trying to keep him stuck in flag. They go back to her mama's house, I say I can't hang out because I can't drink anymore. I know if someone is drinking and I've already got some beer in me and their hanging out, I can't NOT DRINK, christ, they have a space bag and a half gallon of tequila.
So I'm at work the next day, (Easter Sunday)and I go out for my last smoke break of the day, and he's sitting there with his ride, and i kind of wave at them and smile akwardly, wondering what their doing there, not wanting to be too self assured, and start to walk back to the smoke tent.
He yells, "your not even gonna say hi?"
So I laugh and crouch down by the car, tell him to meet me at the park at 5:30, we should get a space bag tonight, I wasn't off for another hour blah blah blah.
So I go to the park, they have a space bag and we go sit by the creek for a few hours, and just talk about EVERYTHING. I felt so comfortable with this kid, originally when I was walking up, I'm just so used to being by myself, and when he was at my work his ride was like, "he's been talking about you all day", I was just thinking, I'm a boring shy person when I'm sober, what am I supposed to say? I was just being an obnoxious shit last night, I'm not usually an obnoxious shit. I'm usually an akward shit. But he just, apparently he felt comfortable with me too. And if he liked me a lot he didn't show it. There was no restraint in anything he said, and no restraint in anything I said. I could tell that we were both being totally honest, and he had a great sense of humor, and we talked about ideas and futures and why we travel and why meeting people and getting their perspective and demolishing stereotypes and living rough was awesome, but how and why both of us didn't want to do this for our whole lives, blah blah blah.
Then we drove around for a while and looked for his travelling partner who was supposed to be in some safeway parking lot. I'd never been to the safeway this far out, and the map he drew us was shitty, so it was kind of like aimless driving, and we listened to good metal. Went to go get food, and after this point I was so gone I don't remember much, but I'm pretty sure it was around the end of the night. We parked my mommas car by a hotel and had sex(? I think? not sure of all the stipulations surrounding this) and huddled under a blanket in the back. I woke up and had to kick him out at like, 6 am, because my mom needed her car to go to work. And I still don't know his name. I really want to see the ananymous friend again. Sucks he left. I would too.
So, last saturday, I was at this awesome show, like bang my head, scream to the covers awesome, and theirs a lot to be said for that because I don't particularly like the way my neck feels the next day. I was on my second 40 in the alley, and this kid walks up, so where are all the drunk people?
it's too cold for them.
And his travelling partner and his ride from okc hang around and we chat about stupid shit, i talk about how I don't like the kids that hang out here, why he's going to vegas, just joke around and shoot the shit. I mention where I work and when I get off, blah blah blah we should go get a spacebag and hang out at the park tomorrow. This chick walks up and talks about pulling a tapeworm out of her ass and apparently this is his travelin partner's girlfriend, who is trying to keep him stuck in flag. They go back to her mama's house, I say I can't hang out because I can't drink anymore. I know if someone is drinking and I've already got some beer in me and their hanging out, I can't NOT DRINK, christ, they have a space bag and a half gallon of tequila.
So I'm at work the next day, (Easter Sunday)and I go out for my last smoke break of the day, and he's sitting there with his ride, and i kind of wave at them and smile akwardly, wondering what their doing there, not wanting to be too self assured, and start to walk back to the smoke tent.
He yells, "your not even gonna say hi?"
So I laugh and crouch down by the car, tell him to meet me at the park at 5:30, we should get a space bag tonight, I wasn't off for another hour blah blah blah.
So I go to the park, they have a space bag and we go sit by the creek for a few hours, and just talk about EVERYTHING. I felt so comfortable with this kid, originally when I was walking up, I'm just so used to being by myself, and when he was at my work his ride was like, "he's been talking about you all day", I was just thinking, I'm a boring shy person when I'm sober, what am I supposed to say? I was just being an obnoxious shit last night, I'm not usually an obnoxious shit. I'm usually an akward shit. But he just, apparently he felt comfortable with me too. And if he liked me a lot he didn't show it. There was no restraint in anything he said, and no restraint in anything I said. I could tell that we were both being totally honest, and he had a great sense of humor, and we talked about ideas and futures and why we travel and why meeting people and getting their perspective and demolishing stereotypes and living rough was awesome, but how and why both of us didn't want to do this for our whole lives, blah blah blah.
Then we drove around for a while and looked for his travelling partner who was supposed to be in some safeway parking lot. I'd never been to the safeway this far out, and the map he drew us was shitty, so it was kind of like aimless driving, and we listened to good metal. Went to go get food, and after this point I was so gone I don't remember much, but I'm pretty sure it was around the end of the night. We parked my mommas car by a hotel and had sex(? I think? not sure of all the stipulations surrounding this) and huddled under a blanket in the back. I woke up and had to kick him out at like, 6 am, because my mom needed her car to go to work. And I still don't know his name. I really want to see the ananymous friend again. Sucks he left. I would too.