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For once in a long time, I could feel the static in the air. So I went where I thought life was telling me to go, and low and behold, it wasn't why I thought it was telling me to go there.
I had the feeling for a few days. So I went to the Mad Hatter for the free Electric Six show. Met Krista there, who is now sadly asleep downstairs on my couch, and awaited fate. I honestly was expecting the electricity in the air to lead to meeting my ex and her new man there, which I didn't really desire due to my recent string of whiskey binges, but that wasn't the case. Instead I met Krista, and saw Kat and Zach, Monica, as well as a few other select individuals, and had a slightly buzzed blast. Kat, for those who I haven't told the tale and who actually read this, is the lovely hair stylist whom introduced me to my now ex.
Her name was never arroused.
All in all, I had a good time. Then Liz showed up. Krista and I were drinking at the bar, then she walked in. Krista and I both worked for her under a rapidly failing magazine that we both got burned, badly, on. she quickly left after a slight awkwardness.
Still, a good evening, and I felt the static of life, which I haven't felt in quite some time.
I hope there is more to come. In fact, I know there is.
I had the feeling for a few days. So I went to the Mad Hatter for the free Electric Six show. Met Krista there, who is now sadly asleep downstairs on my couch, and awaited fate. I honestly was expecting the electricity in the air to lead to meeting my ex and her new man there, which I didn't really desire due to my recent string of whiskey binges, but that wasn't the case. Instead I met Krista, and saw Kat and Zach, Monica, as well as a few other select individuals, and had a slightly buzzed blast. Kat, for those who I haven't told the tale and who actually read this, is the lovely hair stylist whom introduced me to my now ex.
Her name was never arroused.
All in all, I had a good time. Then Liz showed up. Krista and I were drinking at the bar, then she walked in. Krista and I both worked for her under a rapidly failing magazine that we both got burned, badly, on. she quickly left after a slight awkwardness.
Still, a good evening, and I felt the static of life, which I haven't felt in quite some time.
I hope there is more to come. In fact, I know there is.